Sunday, December 7, 2008

amar jyoti

this is one of the longest ones i have written...inspired by a spanish old castle

dhalte hue suraj ki pyar bhari nigahe
aur bicharne ke gum mein bhari thandi aahe
sun sharm se laal shaam ne sehamte hue se
ghoonghat khola
ye dekh pavan ne pedo ke patton se bola
ab purani khandhar jald se jaaon
itihas ke panno se chipi, bachi yaado ko
yahan le aaon
aur thirakti machalti khilkhilati yaadein
ek baar phir
mere angan mein, mere bujhe hue aakhon mein samaa gaye
mein khushi ke palon par hans pada,
gam ke sayoon se seham gaya
mein jeevan ke lay se sangharsh se
khoon mitti aur paani se
ek baar phir heraan ho gaya
aur phir in yaadon ne
raat ki leherti aanchal ko thama
mere jivan ki roshni ko
chand mein laga kar
timtimate sitaron mein milakar
amar jyoti kar dala

solitude

this one is written a long time back probably around 2003

I stood up tp solitude
And looketh into her eye
"Who bindeth thee to
plague the lands and the sea?"
"I serve no master', she replied
"Every child is born with me inside
I stay with him through  his life
Sometimes hidden, sometimes realized
And when all worldly possessions fall aside-
On his death-bed , I survive
As his one and only confide"
"But", I objected,"What
about Beauty and Joy and the like?"
She smiled and said
"Illusions are not meant to stay,
Love shall always betray
I am the Eternal Truth
For Solitude is the soul of Mankind"

Monday, December 1, 2008

on depression/guilt

zamaane ko bahut door chod aaye hum
par janaab tanha phir bhi na ho paye
dabe pav  jahan bhi chipne jaate hein
kambaqt humari sharmindgi vahi pahunch jaati hein.....

on beauty..both human and mother nature's

palkon ke shringar se jhukti nigahein
mano phoolon ke bhaar se kaapti shakaye
balo mein gajra, galon mein lalima
mano sang khel rahe ho surya chandrima
kano ki bali, hathon ke kangan
mano aasman ne pehne ho sitaron ke aabhushan
tumhare apaar sondarya mein , main ek baar phir kho gaya
vichambhit ho, he dharti maan, tumhare gaud mein so gaya..


Sunday, November 30, 2008

on new job..

khvabon ke karvan keval nayi rahon par kyun chalte hein
adhoore chitra keval umango se hi kyun rangte hein
jivan ke har nayi mod par aisa kyun lagta hein
abhi rukna nahi, bahut aage jaana hein.....

for 2 friends leaving h

heres to wishing we meet them again and again...

savan ke mahine mein rangon ka khel chalu ho jaata hein
sundar, komal khilte hue phool man behlate hein
samay ke saath phool to murjha jaate hein
par unki bhini khoshboo 
hriday mein samakar
agle savan ka dhandas bandhati hein....

Saturday, November 29, 2008

for bombay

heres to wishing we could do something about the terror blasts....

jvala jab bebasi ban jaati hein
aakhon se aansu nahi raakh nikalti hein
logo ne jaan loota di, khoon baha diya,
mere bandhe hue haat to khuda ke taraf bhi nahi uth paye....