Saturday, March 23



GONE


The bed is made on your side
and the curtains are drawn
the oxygen's missing
and death seems nearer than dawn

deaf-tones seeping from bleeding walls
are but echoes of the broken falls
empty vases and charred remains
are remnants of how far this longing's spanned

the dust on the shoes is now rust
the flame is the desires has long turned ash
the rain has long stood guard to my moist eyes
coming down each time to see me
when I feel lonely without your lullaby's

like a traveler you've join back the race
leaving behind an essence of an embrace,
an empty frame and a pair of numb hands
are not half as painful as the never ending nights

rise, like the phoenix and sail in my direction
and teach me the real magic of painting smiles
the necromancy you can accomplish
is dearer to those living out lies 

I could write a thousand words today about a hug
sing a million why you should be mine
holding a few pieces of my heart in my hand
I close my eyes to turn back time

if you know how much of yourself you left behind
you'd come back for me, and change my world 
one more time the way you had done
the magic in this might
will reunite all that customs had to divide


or call me, a hopeless drifter, in your direction
like a bag of plastic, weightless I've floated for long now
or come and stub out this bag of bones
for one last touch from you death will wait...

Monday, March 18


Prolong


Slow down and
breath a while
you've been many places
that have robbed you off your smile

Breathe now
and live out a memory
sing for what's your
and dance in this moment's harmony

tender and young, your mind
is just like your heart
far you've come, away from home
just to make a brand new start

walking along, you met some 
strangers on the way
some familiar faces
and other that made home seem far away

you're exceptional in your speed
but innocent in your eyes
the world couldn't have been cruel place 
not from your eyes...

you've music in your blood
that makes everything around sing
you've a rhythm in your living
and that's the beauty you bring

I cannot tell you the value of love
cause in many ways you live it
everyday in the way you live

I stand in a corner and see you fly
away from all the trappings
of a young butterfly

you soar high into the sky
and come down to rest at will
leaving behind all those jealous
and spilling the honey of love

but life is not only a garden of roses
and even those flowers have thorns
life is like a mountain, that's hard to climb
but give it time and you'll get to the top soon
and then you'll see the whole world shine...

you are tough, and stronger than most
and everyday you fly far from your coast
and mingle with birds from another sky
in the hope of finding your true identity

discovery is your true love,
and for your true love you wait,
patiently and lovingly
touching everyone along the way

I know you like looking the sky
in the hope of finding your own star
I wish someday
you find one just like you...
beautiful inside out
and shining for even those unknown to you 

your sweet core is your inner smile
but unlike most you have a soft exterior too
crumbly but not melting
you are a tough cookie...

lighting the path of others
before shining some on yourself
far you will go, I pray
if only, you love yourself,
and set yourself free...



उड़ान 


दूर है अभी मंजिल
सांस फिर क्यूँ 
भर आई है 

इतनी तो गुजरी नहीं उम्र 
यादों में बन जो 
आँखों से मुरझाई है 

 साकी भी अभी फलक से दूर है
दूरी उसे भी कहाँ मंज़ूर है
शिद्दत मैं लेकिन अपनी 
हर इंसान को गुरूर है

मैं तोह अपने पंखों में उलझा 
नदियों में बहता 
बातों में ढलता 

चलता नहीं हूँ
दुनिया भागती है
फिर रुकता नहीं हूँ
सांस भर आती है 

इधर से उधर से
राहें बुलाती हैं
क़दमों के निशान तो हैं
पर ज़िन्दगी फिर भी बाघी है 

कितना दूर भागा
और किस्से भाग पाया
अपने साए में लिपटा
बस एक भीगा एहसास

पंख अब खुले हैं
उड़ने को खुला आसमान है
अभी जो ज़मीन से उठा हूँ 
क़दमों के बाकी क्यूँ निशाँ हैं 

Monday, March 11

Toast


what gets a teetotaler to drink?
an ecstasy unimaginable
or a life on the brink
a whiff of love, or a morbidness coy

think of it as you may
but when the glass of wine
sips the lips
the reasons begin to fade away

and all love flows through wet eyes
melting the layers of pretense
lowering the guard,
the truth forever slipping through alibis

Poetic almost,
for if  anyone deserves to know
then its this caged bottle of wine,
with every sip it takes me in

and with every note
I gain myself unhinged

drinking they say makes you free
brings out the pain,
or let love become glee

Its an open road,
that can led you down
or let you fly

open some closed chapter
or raise the ones invisible
to the insipid eyes

my ecstasy was hindered to none,
or to be drunk on the name of one
covert and hidden in my mind's eye
bottled up, and sealed for any pry

And then I tasted this potion
the one that changed my notion
and even if for a moment 
it made me live out my dreams

I tasted your lips divine,
a candid ecstasy uncorked
with the whiff of wine

The melted candle
that kept burning like the night
igniting the long-locked emotions,
turning on the light..


You cannot know my love for you,
Even on the verge of death
I would go down gladly with a smile,
praying for you...

but before we grow old
I wish for us to not turn shy
lift this glass,
even if from a distance
and raise me a toast
to the banality; a roast

on the edges of the glass
my life turns round
with my hands locked in yours,
a pleasure unwound

these tiny sips spirit my desire
inch you closer
or simply take me higher

up where you sit
smiling your mischievous smiles
laughing at my misery
as the joys begin to fade after a while

I wonder after sipping the brew
if my life changed, or simply I did
by unlocking the bottle,
and that part of you in me

Either way, soon it will be a trend
to reach out to you my love
even if through the eyes
of my new found friend...

I need more intoxication now
before reality wins
Open arms lingering in wait
and a mind open towards sin...

Thursday, February 21


Divine Comedy


The love you seek
is not hard to find
just tell yourself what you need
and back it up with a spine

looking for shelter
with a hope in mind
I set out to find what love is
far away from the confines of my mind

I did it when I thought it was time
took the plunge only to find
some colors of paradise
amidst some misty haze

a love worth loving
with all its tenderness,
a memory worth a lifetime
and a fulfilled space

often logics obscure hope
for hope dwells in the heart
as thoughts dwell in the mind

I found you
when I lost myself
being too sure
was only keeping you from being mine

love is not the hardest climb
the journey though can get
hard to cope

the hope in your heart
needs to meet
the promise on your lips
for you to unearth
every glory

conquer every page
and all the fear
that you've so far caged

the love you seek is not hard to find
the trick is to know
that it's not out there
but within from where it becomes divine

Sunday, February 3


तुम्हारा जन्मदिन


कल है तुम्हारा जन्मदिन 
साल का सबसे पहला वोही दिन 

दिन आज फिर कुछ अलग है 
साए में तुम्हारे यह अब है 

दिख्ता है अब तुम सा यह दिन
कल है तुम्हारा जन्मदिन


चरों तरफ हैं साए,
टूटी आवाजें हमारी
दूरी तो है मगर बस अब 
थोड़े कदम पे है आज़ादी

शिकवे है कितने जो बरसे 
अरमान वोही जिन के लिए तरसे
तुम कहो अब मिलें तुमसे आके 
बाकी कहाँ है ज़िन्दगी तुम बिन 

मर जायें अगर तो भी अधूरे
बातें बाकी और तारे भी साए
मौत की भी कहानी है 

मर मर के डरते
कर कर के भरते 
लड़ते और अड़ते 
तुम ही से बनते और 
तुम पर ही बिगड़ते 

बस तुम्ही हो अब 
तसवीरें कुछ उन यारों की 
तेरे मेरे सारों की
करवटों लेती एक्रारों की 

जिनसे मिलना अभी बाकी है 
उन बचपन के व्यापारों की 
खो दिए जो तेरे पल मैंने 
उसके आंसुओं के धारों की 

मर मर के अब न मिट पाएंगे
तुम्हे खो देंगे, सो जायेंगे
उस नींद से अब सुबह होगी
जहाँ जागेंगे तेरे चेहरे पे 

Friday, January 18


Going Away


We've a long distance standing in our way
we've come far, but it looks like
we might have to turn away
or turn back I know not yet

I cry, and you spill the tears
helping me realise the worst of my fears
I take it you know pain
we've bled into each others veins

Time heals only the memory of the dead
the living continue to gnaw
and dominate the makings of  life
bit by bit, the changing strides

leading in directions, both ambiguous and known
walking the hard yards in shoes once 
were only yours to be worn
but now seem alien as day

space it out and give it time
seem perfectly plausible approaches
but why do they not know
I wasn't born this way

what makes me special
also makes me bad taste
my makers you know this
and it's been with me before I was chaste

but now I'm unpure,
unattended and obscure
slowly getting lost in my own delusions
stumbling between self-loathing and confusions

this life is good, the only problem is that  I feel
the misery in seeing what others don't
however, is that I live it but it doesn't heal

How do you reason with pain
that you willingly take?
Who do you question? 
What can you salvage...?

Taking a few steps back,
I see my reflection asking me
to change my direction or
end this journey before I become more of myself

unfaithful and unprejudiced is the heart,
knowing all the truth from the start
yet doing everything to keep it at bay
let you fantasize even on the funeral pyre

I wish one could step away from one's own being
live without knowing control or knowing control
away from the purview of a living being

A world free of misunderstandings and hate,
complicated thoughts and rigid distances

How I wish...

Monday, January 14


Words 


Let me touch you with my words,
for my hands I will leave this empty glance

let me kiss you with this thought
my lips are numb from the missed chance
let me not kill this sight that lends fire
my soul is still burning
and my heart is all desire

Within you I lose myself,
and without I find myself waiting for a chance
what will I take of you
back with me
with these lifeless hands?

Let me love you as you sit in that chair,
without any movement
strip you bare, with this thought
and the sound of kiss
these thoughts will do the elusive trick

Let my words stroke your hair,
slide down your back,
and tickle your belly

My hands, stubborn as brick,
lie lifelessly,
not willing to carry out
my simplest desires

Let my words enter your mind,
bearing torches,
and lit them willingly into your being,
so they may caress you gently within...

From my lips to your heart,
despite this distance,
there will be a road still...

Without my hands and sight,
flying with my words and in my might

My love will take me there,
Where you wait for me...
Where I wait for completion... of every kind