Monday, December 10



मुसाफिर 


चल मुसाफिर 
चला आ यादें समेटे 
इस छोटे से दिल में 
दुनिया समेटे 

सपनों का क्या है 
चल चला चल वादे समेटे 
तेरा यहाँ क्या 
क्या तेरा यहाँ हैं 
मिटटी में मिटते
सारे निशान हैं 

पानी पे बिखरे तेरे लफ्ज़ 
सिमटते कहाँ आशाओं में 
काली से वो रातें जो थी 
उनके पार जाना है 

किस्से हैं कितने 
कितने मक़ाम हैं 
बैठा जहाँ तू 
मंजिल वहां है 

चल राहों पे जिसकी
मंजिल न कोई 
महफ़िल बटोरे
कितने खड़े हैं

कितनो की तुने 
दुनिया है जोड़ी 
दुनिया कितनो की 
तेरे कदम हैं 

मुड मुड के चल तू 
गिरे तो संभल तू 
आँखों को मूंदे
सांसें निगल तू 

चलना है तुझको 
पीछे हैं साए 
आंसुओं से आगे 
कदम जहाँ तेरे ले जाए



Sunday, November 11



Still

I'm going back to the corner
where I first saw you
deep with my heart
it seems all brand new

There are some memories by the door
of that lasting sweet smell
when you'd walk in unannounced
and somewhere in those notes I still dwell

The strings are floating in the air
the music though is new
it's the season of our togetherness
why then so far are you

I'm sitting by the phone
just waiting for a sound
hoping you'd call and wake me up
turn the clock around

The distance doesn't have me fooled
I'm more in love with you
farther from your affection
but closer to what's our due

You know as well as me
I'm not here by will
without you in this abyss
I'm just living as a decrepit

They offer me a glass of wine
to take a sip and sulk
than write and whine
how do I tell them who you are

Will they ever know what you mean
do I have the words to make them see
I'm struggling to ask questions
for its been long since I longed to see

I've wandered off before
the travails have been fun
but this road that I'm on
I've been here too long

I long for an embrace
from nobody else but you
the day goes by quietly
but the night screams at me asking of you

I've moved into groups
they have caged by tears with their rants
but where do I hide the empty spaces
with these broken battered hands

The pictures have melted me beyond tears
my eyes now rest, closed
the only sight to move them
is of you being here...

I'm not moving
for you might come looking for me here
the distance is too much to arouse hope
but within my heart it grows  

Sunday, October 14



ज़िन्दगी 

आ चल बांट लें
ज़िन्दगी ये पूरी 
थोड़ी तुम्हारी,
बाकी अधूरी
गुमसुम सी बातें,
रातों की बातें
वोह बातें जो
कभी न हो पाएं पूरी 

कुछ मेरी तरह
कुछ तुम्हारी
सी बातें 
शरमाई सी
कुछ मुस्कुराहटें
सिमटी से उनमें
हमारी ये रातें

ले चल वो यादें,
कुछ मिटटी वो भूरी 
माथे पे रख कर,
मांगी जिनसे दुआ थी

सिमटे कहाँ हैं,
बादल बन उड़े जो
तेरे केसुओं में लिपटे
मेरे लफ्ज़ अधूरे

दामन में सिमटे
तेरी आहट में बैठे
अरमान जो निकले
साँसों सें उड़ कर 

ले चल वहां 
जहाँ रास्ते नये हो 
मंजिल तुम्हारी
मेरी तुमसे ही पूरी

चल दे जा कुछ यादें
अब रातें हैं काली
आँखें है खाली
सपने से बढ़ गयी है दूरी 

ज़िन्दगी तो बहुत है
है कम तो बस सांसें 
सबसे बड़ी है
बस यह जीने की मजबूरी

Wednesday, September 26

Fleeting


Meeting and greeting
often in haste
a bittersweet symphony
for the longing to remain chaste

Of desire, you can speak at will
in denial there is eternity
wanting to stomp every decree
before it becomes an overkill

When I close my eyes
the lights go off
but in  the background
the noise refuses to dim

just like the moments you saved

when you stopped to look
are the ones 
that did you in

life moves fast, so fast at times
I hold myself to steal some time
nestling under the moist look on your face
I turn my back to what we leave behind

there are moments

when I become pure
hide my profanities
and become my very cure

but these moment are rare

rare as your sight
like so many things you are to me
a fleeting glimpse of my might

a rose that neither withers

nor loses its sheen
I run away from reality 
when it begins to drift away from the seams

No, I'm not dying or drifting away

but the epic ending is far from sight
even as these passages
become clearer by the day

a final journey into my being reveals

the very details only you managed to steal
the frosted glances deep in your soul
that I best remember as my living days

Saturday, September 15



Sure

We love from distance
because we're sure,
we love despite resistance
because we couldn't be anything
or anyone anymore
The care is lasting,
our love is a storm
There ain't a nightmare,
we can't take head-on,
we've been reckoned this way...
From the sultry nights
to the dizzying heights
keep me sane from the maddening flight
that is you and I...
We love from our might,
a form or shape peculiar to world's gaze,
smirking at the horizon,
making merry in this haze
You and I have a story to tell,
and we'll tell it right,
swinging back and forth in measured paces,
oblivious to any fright,
we'll get there alright...
What you are to me,
no one will ever know
an infinitesimal energy,
a bundle of hope, a resting place
Oh, death will come to me slow...
all the secrets of this life I now know
Marching fervently in tepid directions,
and reaching out for the impossible life,
spreading thin the sorrows,
wafting out the realities too,
and dreaming till it's daylight
Oh, the nights hang in wait...
curling up in all directions
as you and I are kept at a distance
the wait gets unbearable at times
as reality gets too hard to take 
So you see,
I wait for you on the other side,
at the cusp of the circumference
where light illuminates those virgin grounds,
where rasping voices sing solemn blues,
and memories yield more than teardrops...
flying as we go,
right past the rainbows' hues
playing our own tracks,
as life takes cues... 

Tuesday, September 11


अंत

कुछ यादों से जुड़े
कुछ लम्हों में खड़े
ज़िन्दगी से कुछ खफा
कुछ तुम पे अड़े

चुप रहकर ज़रा
किया अपने गुस्सा का एलान
जब तुम्हरी ख़ामोशी ने
किया हमें परेशान

वक़्त था वो कठिन
कुछ घड़ियाँ नाफरमान
बिखरते कुछ लम्हे
और कुछ हम नादान

एक अंतर्द्वंद
जिसमे हिम बागी थे
एक कश्ती जिसके हम नावी थे

अच्छे और बुरे का अंतर
कठिन समझ पाना था
दिल में बस एक ही गूँज थी
कुछ कर दिखाना था

मन में था विश्वास
कदमों को मंजिल का आभास
रुकने में था झुकने का डर
गिर के बिखरने का डर

ढूंढे एक ठिकाना
जहाँ न सिफर न बसर
पहुँचने के लिये जहाँ
हमें तो बस चलते जाना

आदतों से आदि
खुद ही लिखते गए अपनी बर्बादी
और चुप रह कर जब न बनी बात
तो लफ़्ज़ों से भी कर दिया आगाज़

तुम से ही शुरू 
तुम से ही आबाद
मेरी ज़िन्दगी की आखरी कड़ी
और हम एक कैदी
अपनी  बंदगी से आबाद 

Sunday, August 26





This Town


A new wind has set in the sails,
my stride it seems hangs
in wait
the old world charm now denounced

I feel like a stranger in this
known town

From familiar faces
to known names
I see but scores
running in circles encaged,
enraged, and somewhere bereft
of the concrete
this town abounds...

A few new roads in old directions
heading straight to
known abjections
with more and more passengers
inhabiting it for the day...

Through the good and mean bends
and all the in-between trends,
lying in wait of some miracle
wishing you were here...

The open windows and ticking clocks
and all the empty seats
at the bus stops

Where have all the journeymen gone,
perhaps they found their new grounds

This town, is like any other town
slowly breathing while others frown
Once the cynosure of batting eyelids,
now fast merging with the
leveled grounds

The relics of the those old fools
the place we grew up,
our everyday schools
the doors ajar,
their fields no longer clay
barren and frosted in time,
living on for another day...

The wee small hours
of the morning,
that's the time you miss the most,
the milkman's arrival, the butter toast
and the morning dew on your shoes...

What insipid belongings can you possibly take,
everything, everyone's already gone...
along with the lasting seasons of treasure 
and the keys to those childhood songs

With everyone gunning for a change,
memories seem regressive at times,
where do you go looking for things,
you never knew you were to find...

Hope is for those waiting to see
this old town as their new family

Oh, visitor, come knock at any door anytime,
all these streets have waited the longest time
and before you turn around in haste,
do remember,
this uprooted town lives in your wake...

Saturday, August 25


Moments


Tick tock... tick tock
the clock moves like you
vowing never to stop

I sit back and watch sometimes
as minutes turn to hours,
hoping to find moments with you

listen to the stories
swept in time,
sing you a song
as our lyrics rhyme

to get close to you,
even from a distance
and rest within you when near

you smile at my wins
up from the sky
wipe my sins 
and sing sweet lullabys

hold my fear, set free my djinns
shine like the sun
make the earth grin

warming it with your glow
or perhaps the all pervading moon
you are visible
but to only those who know

like a night shining in your wisps
silent and hidden
from the prying eyes

you slip into my being
when I begin to feel low
take every step ahead
before I know...

Saturday, July 7




अक्स 


रुक, थम जा, थोडा ठहर 
रात अभी बाकी, जवां है
गश्त पे निकले अरमां अभी हैं
यादों का पहरा जहाँ है


कुछ सिले, कमज़ोर 
तेरी आवाज़ के साए निकले 
दिल पे रखे हाथ 
जब हम घर लौट चले 


खाली खाली रास्तों पे
दूरी को बयान करते चले
भूले जो तुम अपनी सौगात 
गए दूर अकेले क़ैद करके हमारे हालात


मंजिल से मंदिर तक  
 साए जो मिले सब एकाकी थे 
कमी न वक़्त की थी न ज़िन्दगी की 
बस सडकों पे निकले बैरागी थे  


खोजते तो शायाद एक आशना 
उन अजनबियों में भी ढून्ढ लेते 
जो अपने किले हमें देख रेत कर चले थे 
मिलना मगर तुमसे इस वक़्त यहाँ था 


बुनते कुछ लम्हों को अपने ज़हन में आज 
कोरे कुछ पन्ने आशाओं के पार
ज़िन्दगी और दिलकशी मिल चली 
जहाँ दिखा तेरा अक्स निंदिया के पार 

Thursday, June 14



Distance

I’ve held you here
Up, close, let you become dear
And, you have let me grow
Sowed the seeds of love
Without letting me know

Long and unhindered have been our seasons
Undivided have been my joys
Compounding with each day of your grace
And growing from the longing of the night

Little aberrations of your absence
I’ve lost sleep over
Little moments of distance
Have led me to forsake

Oh, but this new obstacle in our course
Is harder than anything we’d ever had to shake
Your absence douses my lonely heart
Oh, the pain of knowing it from the start

The sacrifices you’ve had to make are many
Like the moments that keep me going
In your longing, I embrace
The feeling of not being far….

The promises you’re yet to keep
The love I’m yet to give or receive
The life that is set to renew
Is all that I’m looking for when I look up...

The last days, the curled up smiles
The simmering moments in the days rushing by
All too dear, with a pinch of salt I keep
As I close my eyes and let dreams sweep...

With the promise I no longer weep
With the hope I sometimes sleep
With the longing; my eyes still know
I’m not far behind, wherever you go

Distance makes those loved fonder
And leaves many verses like this incomplete
For the journeys are us as much as we are them
Like these blank pages waiting to be complete…

Sunday, May 20


Vendetta


Sitting cosy with closed eyes
rhyming thoughts with alibis
mixing ambitions with free will
planning to journey up the hill

A desire that reeks desperation
a moment for meek admiration
outliving the fear and consternation
the overkill of constant aggravation

The feeling of sanity in true
the hope of starting all new
the joy of feeling no pain
and rising to stake the claim

A momentary lapse of reason
almost betraying the cusp of treason
philandering with weak incisions
made deep into the being of my soul

Not knowing when to say no
or saying anything at all
among blind scores I'm heralded
and in silence it takes toll

Deposit the sum you're here to pay
or inherit the agony and the merits of the sway
run as you may these roads are hollow
no reasons really, we're just born shallow

Fill the stem of logics, do repair
the constant bouts of conscience, too are getting there
and deep in thoughts I push to keep
every quiet moment that weeps

Is growing old the same as growing cold?
I don't think it'll chill the vineyard within
the fruits of my agony would best know
when equated with the years that show

In this part of the country it doesn't often snow
no deserted streets or places you wouldn't know
yet stranger tides rule this town
and cover you with shades black or brown

Changes are here and changes will flow
of the things I keep, I'll make sure I don't let go
and in vain, some with reasons will know
all that I keep is all that I know

When it comes to the core
we're all strangers, unaware, far away from pure
the sun perhaps runs too deep
and yet there ain't no sunshine you can keep

So think not, time will not pay
the heart is in its place and mind is in its race
and with no destination, we're destined to obey
ask no more just walk the day...

Saturday, April 28



Inseparable

There are one dreams too many
as I close my eyes
your breath still heavy on my skin
as I turn off the lights

You absence, my sordid fear
the darkness, too much to take
the missing link in my being
is your want for which my heart aches

The haunting melodies
of your symphonies
that strain my ears,
you are close deep within, treasured,
but lingering away
from my eyes

I long for answers
as I prepare for abandon
there are none, however, that I will take
even as reasons weaken might
I will ask only that
which I can’t forsake

The road you and I are on
blends at the seams
yet the journey is long
and the burden
seemingly more than I can take

Bit by bit it’s grazing me to the bone
I know its progress
but the forthcoming distance
is a pain I've not known

I admit it’s an apt yearning
progression fueling the long-withheld desire
the insatiable want versus
the logical need

And yet there are casualties
Oh, the hearts on fire
the killing wait, an abject test
of wanting someone even more

Did I tell you you’re all my reasons
and alibis?
Within you my being resides
Within you is my resting place

If only you could be the reliever
of all my desires…

Saturday, April 7






Daydream

I was only dreaming…
Lost in confusion and total self-bliss
I've found the relation
between dreams and wishes

A dream is a fantasy lived only while asleep
but wishes have a canvas vast and deep

A dream can bring true
the wish never thought
as mind wanders aimlessly
towards the feelings sought

But a wish is a simple,
momentous undertaking,
a grasp over things
still in the making

Now my understanding
of wishes and dreams
have broadened my scope
or so it would seem
but still I'm confused,
nothing is clear

Because you are a wish,
and yet a dream so near
with the breath of each day,
I wish for your sight
and while I can,
get up each day to put up a fight

Visions of loneliness
turn to dreams in the night
You've become a fantasy
with realistic tones
I long for you
more than time spent alone

Sadly enough my dreams cause confusion
they are, for all their purpose
a meager illusion

And though the dawn of each day
may be cheerful to sight
the suns sets fast to fading light

I fear the darkness
and my receding flight
is leading me to a war
which I’m not ready to fight

For now this war 
is a battle within
a dreadful nightmare
in which love not rationality must win

What should I do? Where must I begin?
Who should I console?
What is my sin?

Should I ask for more
or remain in dear refrain?

For in dreams, with you,
my world is complete
But in life
you’re a martyr to hope so elite…

I've grown to know
you care for me with passion
but I fear the lack of mutuality
might cause the altercation
before the admission
of tender love that grows
ever so slow

If I am to approach you
with some indication
would it strengthen our friendship
or cause detonation?

This is the confusion,
the struggle, the fight,
Until I am sure,
you’ll remain a dream of the night…