SHADOW of essence

i was walking away 

with the shadow .

shadow of my heart..

shadow of my essence.

though its the proof of my presence.

i used to loose it in the darkness

but its not my absence.

i exist ...i exist..i exist.

its just the mist.

sparrow.

when  i take a move on her...

the world limits to a point ...

and it is a sight on height..

 not in the night ,

but in the flight of vastness of blueness.

 they think its a foolishness .

but only i know that how

she moves in  galore.

pulling me away from pallor.

मोहब्बत

हम मोहब्बत नही ....
हिफाज़त करते हैं ....
दिल को रख कर बगल ...
उनकी सलामती की  दुआ करते हैं  ....
फ़िर भी हर उस पल उसने किया
बेदखल .......
जिस पल लिख रहा था ग़ज़ल ....
उन्हें क्या खबर...
  हर ग़ज़ल में झलकती
शोखियत है...
ये शिकायत नही .....
मोहब्बत है..

divine

when you can't define
your own divine..
its not worth loving someone
about whom you express
"she is mine"
its not about drawing a line
but its about how you
"make your love shine"

ailing evening

The beautiful evening was on her way,
But suddenly , she was in no mood to move away
She started crying ,and was begging.....
     it was the season of THE MAY.
Then the chirping sparrows
stared, glanced ,smiled.
They snogged, the evening cried hard,
but bosomed the little sparrows,
And then replied,
 "This is the night which
always comes in my way
and takes my love away".
The sparrows stared at each other.
The evening asked the sparrows to help her
And said that please take this letter
to my love.
And moved back to go away,
Before that ,she shed a tear and said
"I am missing you my dear morning........... "

realm of fay....

standing on a  cliff ..

watching far winging feather

the scarlet and softness appeared together

 she asked me to say...

but didn't know  how to portray ...

it was just a  day ...

 of the enchanted realm of fay....

but i wondered

how can be a ferry 

will glance in the light..

although its a stance in the twilight.

आशा

बूंदों के गिरने से ...
खिल उठती थी  वो प्यारी  सी  झील ...
जिसकी  ठंडक से
 मचल जाया करता था मेरा दिल
फूलों की खुशबू में
जिसे बाग़ से चुरा लाया करता था
उस  बाग़ का माली था मैं
बस यूँहीं गया था भूल
और उन  पलों को जो खोता  मैं जा रहा था
रोशन कर पाया उन्हें ,  हटा कर हताशा की धूल....

a walk on the BeAt

i move on the verge...
 but need your beat to surge...


oh! dear..
just give me the beat of your heart...
i'll make this my part...
and i know you never ever will discard.
it will be  the warmth in my land...
because i'll never keep it apart.and will carry u in my hand
.

बचपन ..

भर आया आँखों में आंसू ,
याद  कर  अपना  बचपन ..
क्या था ऐसा भी
वो मेरा कल ?
याद कर रो देता कभी कभी
लगता जैसे   बीता हो ये  अभी अभी.
जाता नहीं कभी नज़र  से   ,ऐसे थे वो  मेरे पल .
माँ की गोद में बीता था वो मेरा कल..
यूँ सोच कर दिल में होती एक अजीब सी हलचल..
की , क्या कभी फिर से लौट कर आयेंगे
वो मीठे मीठे से पल .
हर पल में.... हर दिल के किसी कोने में
है वो बचपन ,
हर याद हर एहसास  में उछलता
है वो बचपन .
हर मोड़  पे  लौटा  है
जिस लम्हा तुमने सोचा ,
क्या लौटेगा वो बचपन  ?

 

DROwning

oh babe..
i have grown nothing...
but i have seen everything ...
i never felt so strong...
i moved all along...
far away...
but don't know which way..
.in you...!
i have been drowning..been falling...
watching the star in the night...
through the eyes of yours..
i have been sneaking....
through the smiles of yours...

believe

watching you....
staring you....
glaring you.....
this is all what i did ....
this is all where i reached...
asking myself how i did....
asking myself how it seemed...
oh! believe me .....
oh! plz hold me...
forever.......forever....