Thursday, January 5, 2012

Anjaan Safar


Akele hum the, akela tha har rasta...
Hum chalte jarahe the yun hi andheron me,
kadmo ke nishaan bhi na chuye.
Parchayin ne hamari,adat badal di.
Raas na aane laga kisi ka bhi haath.
Khud me hone lage gum phir se,
ya hai ye kuch pagalpan ki khumari?
Simat gai khushi band kamre me man ke,
muskurahaton ne bhoola ghar apna.
Chale jarahe the thukraye hue yun hi,
ke koi apna andheron sa dikha.
Chor aae the jinhe yaadon me peeche,
vo hi khushi aur sath ka hamraaz bana.
Ek pal na socha phir kya hai vo sama,
gale se laga lie use,vo roya tha kitna.
Vada kia khud se,ke kabhi usse,
jisme mere dukhon ka aks tha;na churayenge hath apna,na mahsoos hone denge vo jo mujhpe tha beeta.
Sab kuch jo luta rahe the uspe;jise na tha hamare hone ka bhi pata,
barsa dia uspe jo bas isi me khush tha ke ham hain...
Dia use jo usne tha khoya aur hamne paya vo maksad gahra.
Aane laga tha yakin,
ke hame banaya gaya tha dusron ke hi liye,
jisme the mera har pal haseen.
Jo chala jaraha tha andheron me khoya hua,
vo hi bana dusron ki raahon ki roshni.
Vo dhoond raha tha khud ke liye paron ka aasra;
Jab zanjeeron me ashkon se doobi ankhon ne yaad dilaya,
ordhe hue taer raha tha vo hi;Khuda ki rahmat un paron ki zimmedari.

Dhoondte hue chale jo aage apne jese khushnaseebon ko,
takra gaye ek ayeene se;jese mera aks ho.
Vo hai aatmik aur duniya ki samajh rakhne wala,
pehchana use ese jese abhi nahi par sadiyon se sath piya ho apni dosti ka pyala.
kaha usne 'main kahin na jaunga kabhi.'
Bhar gayin phir ankhen jab yaad agae jaanewale sabhi.
Kahta hai har koi yun pehle yahan,
bol ke chala jaata hai zaroorat nahi tumhari mujhe; hai mere paas sara jahaan.
Najaane kyun lekin phir kia yakeen,
us aks se dost par;
magar en lafzon pe nahin.
Ye lafz hamesha dhokha dejaate,
cheen ke mere dil se vo sathi lejaate...
Dar lagta hai ensaanon se mujhe,
ye vaayeda kar ke jannat tak sath ka;mujhe dozak chor jaate.
Phir taer rahen hain magar;paron ka abhishek lie,
saath ek aur paron ki rehmat wale ke...
Dosti ke nazraane ka phir jokhim liye,
bas kuch hi to aur lamhe bache hain;unke sath guzaarne ke...

The Fairy Tale's Over




A knight in shining armor,
a damsel in distress.
A lone slayer of the invisible,
a beautiful stranger in search of his quest.

They meet and part their ways,
they love and long for those days.
Their fates are sealed in black and white,
to be read and forgotten by the bright.

Alas! their mystery tale ends,
abrupt, abstruse, without a clue my friend.
They wait,they suffer,they die in their love,
their death is made brutal in the rain of their blood.

Ye Anjaani Raatein



Neela hai andheron me bhi aasman ye kyun?
Jalte hain chiraag yun roshni me bhi kyun?
Taaron se kuch der baatein jo karne chale hum,
to gum hain taaren bhi aajkal yun chaand ki baahon me kyun?
Main yun etna tanha hun khun??

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

It's All Out ...



It's all out now,
draining my system of the dust now.
The pieces I gather up for you to take away,
it's the traces that remain for me to blow now.

You're not responding the call of honor,
you're not going all the way up to the corner.
My heart I burst it open; now you,
I lay my dying self all broken,
come... See the scars.

Ain't it out now?
Leaving me to sulk into the sand now.
Oh do you realize the hour of misery?
I see you pouring down all through your eyes now.

The hour is coming,
(The hour).
The light is burning,
(Burning in my soul now).
My feet are frozen,
frozen on your blood stained street here,
Let me get away...

Monday, October 24, 2011

LIFE'S MOCKERY


No don't call me away from myself yet,
I just lost another of life's cruel bet.
Let me sit here and ponder a while more,
gaping,hoping at the closed black door.
knowing that he's not the one, knowing that it can't be done.

My mind is sinking; escaping than to accept,
it turned stubborn in its face; to the belief it crept...wept.
Come take away my memories of him and his words,
detach me from this full circle; make me fly away like those birds.

A bird he called me; look how my wings were torn apart,
dyed in crimson; heinously cut and thrown in the death cart.
Pull,pull,pull me to the old place afar,
his words of love burns me pleasantly; makes my heart coal and tar.

Alas! Alas!
It shall not come to pass...

IT...


Hard to find and quick to lose,
that's what it is;careful what you choose.
It takes away your nights;it sometimes surrounds you in darkness,
it makes you see all wrongs like rights;it sometimes levitates you in brightness.

Its distracting, attracting, pulling in its black hole when your reacting,
its forgiving, pursuing, the epitome of selfless sacrificing.

Beware its conquerors;it deprioritizes,
beware the unfaithful;it always revitalizes.

All this and no more,
recognize the real one before you're on all four.
Listen to this last rhyme and fix yourself before you pose,
careful;here's how it goes -
Do not grasp it above all things,
but do not blast it my friend; when you know divine confirmation it brings...

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Super Massive


Hey don't tamper with the truth,
i want everyone to believe the lie.
Cause i don't want to deal with it,
It's too much to take,just leave it aside.

It's amazing how my strength increased a thousand times,
how my heart stopped beating, seized from mourning the twisted rhymes.

It is the best cure my aching soul obtained,
soothing someone else's cries than mine, the lost purpose regained.

I am happy in healing others, their sorrow,
I am happy to see their smiles that follow.
It seems am finally settling down,
Becoming a woman, winning the maturity crown.

You can't keep running till forever he says,
Oh how i wish he may not look through me, escaping is one of my ways.

The wind is colder tonight,
seems the storm is soon to hit the sky.
I wish to stand in it's midst firmly,take wings and with it fly.
I have to defeat again and again, i have to kill the stalker,black or white.