Every time, the wind-chimes
tune up with the air.
I run towards the door,
wishing you're there.
Friday, December 6, 2013
A Desire
It's been so long,
since with the flow of desires,
everything went along.
Now,
she was standing there alone,
embracing in her thoughts,
everyone who has gone.
She searched every place,
but no one was seen.
She had no clue -
how they have been.
To find those lost souls,
she tried, she cried.
Until the day
when her tears dried.
The last tree was falling.
The last sun was setting.
But she will find them,
with life she was betting.
Though no longing for escape,
but she was in dismay.
She traveled all the roads
till the judgement day.
With yearning for last wish,
she took her last breath.
And,
with the flow of desires,
everything went along
in her life after death.
since with the flow of desires,
everything went along.
Now,
she was standing there alone,
embracing in her thoughts,
everyone who has gone.
She searched every place,
but no one was seen.
She had no clue -
how they have been.
To find those lost souls,
she tried, she cried.
Until the day
when her tears dried.
The last tree was falling.
The last sun was setting.
But she will find them,
with life she was betting.
Though no longing for escape,
but she was in dismay.
She traveled all the roads
till the judgement day.
With yearning for last wish,
she took her last breath.
And,
with the flow of desires,
everything went along
in her life after death.
Love Is All You Need
As strong as rock.
As brittle as glass.
Always so fresh
like dew drops on grass.
As mild as breeze.
As strong as storm.
Always flowing freely
'cuz there ain't any norm.
As narrow as brink.
As vast as sea.
It can make you what
you always wanted to be.
As calm as night.
As playful as twilight.
Without a pinch of it,
nothing can go right.
As deep as an ocean
As high as a hill
If it can give you life,
it can also kill.
As pious as nectar.
As profane as weed.
Wherever you are,
Love Is All You Need.
As brittle as glass.
Always so fresh
like dew drops on grass.
As mild as breeze.
As strong as storm.
Always flowing freely
'cuz there ain't any norm.
As narrow as brink.
As vast as sea.
It can make you what
you always wanted to be.
As calm as night.
As playful as twilight.
Without a pinch of it,
nothing can go right.
As deep as an ocean
As high as a hill
If it can give you life,
it can also kill.
As pious as nectar.
As profane as weed.
Wherever you are,
Love Is All You Need.
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
What Love Feels Like
That feeling of walking towards nowhere. That adventure of discovering a new place which in your list was never there. That moment when you have just reached on the top of an isolated hill. Those guesses about the taste before taking a pill. That feeling of travelling in a vast expansive sea. The realization that it will always be "us" now, not me. The warmth of sun after days of snowfall. Those moments when laughter flows like a waterfall. Those split seconds when you can hear your own voice while speaking in a mike. This is what LOVE feels like. :)
Monday, December 2, 2013
Friday, November 29, 2013
Monday, November 25, 2013
वो महोब्बत सज़ा थी
मेरी ग़ज़लों में क्यूँ बहर ढूँडते हो
समंदर है सूखा, लहर ढूँडते हो
बुझा के चिरागों को खुद ही ओ ज़ालिम
अंधेरे में और अब सहर ढूँडते हो
खुद ही रुख़सत करके वो दिल-नशीं नज़ारे
इस ऊजाड़ में रौनक-ए-शहर ढूँडते हो
कि पहले ही कतल कर गए थे
पिलाने को फिर भी ज़हर ढूँडते हो
महोब्बत सज़ा थी जो तुम दे गए थे
फिर भी कोई वजह-ए-कहर ढूँडते हो
The First Kiss
She was standing
on the seashore
for the longest time.
Her voice with
the sound of sea
she was trying to rhyme.
Though that icy cold water
she didn't want to greet.
But the waves were coming
and touching her feet.
Then a huge wave rose
and touched her like a bliss.
This is how she had
THE FIRST KISS.
on the seashore
for the longest time.
Her voice with
the sound of sea
she was trying to rhyme.
Though that icy cold water
she didn't want to greet.
But the waves were coming
and touching her feet.
Then a huge wave rose
and touched her like a bliss.
This is how she had
THE FIRST KISS.
The First Hug
It was raining.
She was shivering with cold.
And then on her,
there was a blanket.
Behind it were the hands,
she always wanted to hold.
She was shivering with cold.
And then on her,
there was a blanket.
Behind it were the hands,
she always wanted to hold.
The First Meeting
She was telling herself,
How it happened all the way..
How they came and went away.
And just when she decided,
Again in love, she'll never be.
In front of her, was standing he.
How it happened all the way..
How they came and went away.
And just when she decided,
Again in love, she'll never be.
In front of her, was standing he.
Thursday, June 27, 2013
ਤੂੰ ਕੀ ਜਾਣੇਂ
ਤੂੰ ਕੀ ਜਾਣੇਂ ਕਿਸੇ ਚੀਜ਼ ਦਾ ਹੋਣਾ ਬੇਸ਼ੁਮਾਰ ਕੀ ਹੁੰਦਾ ਏ
ਕਦੇ ਕੀਤਾ ਥੋੜੇ 'ਚ ਸਾਰ ਹੋਵੇ ਤਾਂ ਤੈਨੂੰ ਪਤਾ ਲੱਗੇ
ਤੂੰ ਕੀ ਜਾਣੇਂ ਮਾਂ ਦਾ ਪਿਆਰ ਕੀ ਹੁੰਦਾ ਏ
ਕਦੇ ਸੁਣੀਂ ਮਤਰੇਈ ਮਾਂ ਦੀ ਫਟਕਾਰ ਹੋਵੇ ਤਾਂ ਤੈਨੂੰ ਪਤਾ ਲੱਗੇ
ਤੂੰ ਕੀ ਜਾਣੇਂ ਪਿਓ ਦਾ ਸਤਿਕਾਰ ਕੀ ਹੁੰਦਾ ਏ
ਕਦੇ ਉੱਡਦੀ ਵੇਖੀ ਓਹਦੀ ਪੱਗ 'ਤੇ ਛਾਰ ਹੋਵੇ ਤਾਂ ਤੈਨੂੰ ਪਤਾ
ਲੱਗੇ ਤੂੰ ਕੀ ਜਾਣੇਂ ਜਿੱਤ ਦਾ ਖ਼ੁਮਾਰ ਕੀ ਹੁੰਦਾ ਏ
ਕਦੇ ਮਿਲੀ ਮੰਜ਼ਿਲ 'ਤੇ ਪਹੁੰਚ ਕੇ ਹਾਰ ਹੋਵੇ ਤਾਂ ਤੈਨੁੰ ਪਤਾ ਲੱਗੇ
ਕਿਰਨ, ਤੂੰ ਕੀ ਜਾਣੇਂ ਪਿਆਰ ਕੀ ਹੁੰਦਾ ਏ
ਕਦੇ ਤੂੰ ਵੀ ਕੀਤਾ ਕਿਸੇ ਦਾ ਇੰਤਜ਼ਾਰ ਹੋਵੇ ਤਾਂ ਤੈਨੁੰ ਵੀ ਪਤਾ ਲੱਗੇ
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