~time traveller~

what is this...
passing of time,
sand sifting through my hand,
a fleeting memory
which lets you go.

I get lost in the maze
of happy thoughts and
I get lost in the way they rot
neglecting the hurt that grows
time still goes on.

Clocks on the wall
are all messengers
reminding us that he won't care
to pause or plunder
every now becomes a has been

strange are its ways
stranger are the days
I barely survive the wonder
and journey in the "nick of time".

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I yet wonder...

a fault in default as you look at me
you look at me and I grumble
in uncertainty
there are faults in me.. I wonder
and you wonder, quite plainly
how is it that luck found us
and love found us, stealthily

locked in thoughts and wonder
there is much I ponder,
upon the daily trivialities
will you look i wonder
as faults creep in too surely.

barely apart and instantly longing
how is it that I found my heart
skipping a beat and sighing
There is much still yet that I do not know
I do not know and am trying
How is it that you found me?
you found me then love found me..
I wonder of beauty with longing...

::blogheart::

here settled the sand storm in the valley of the deep,
unveiling a tender heart weary and incomplete.
it had a story and a song
of a journey, eons long
and an ending which was happy, yet bitter sweet

traveling through the landscapes of many a broken hearts
it was fearful and wary
of all tht could fall apart
faithful yet cautious in all its feelings
much was hidden, instead of revealing..

ignorant of the path chosen by fate
it fluttered over flowers
despaired in pain.
longed for love.. sighed in disdain.

slowly and surely
it has now learned to survive..
I treasure this story
for it could be mine.

Solitude

burden of wishful thinking
trapped within crumbled folds,
clenched fists - a mock witness
Of the twisted agony
hours untold
anxiety mingled in fear
sour as the solitude

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~ खलल ~

ख़ुशी रहती नहीं,
खाली पैमाना देख के
ख्वाब सजते नहीं,
बिखरे अरमान देख के
हम बदनाम सही,
इश्क का फरमान भेज के
और हैरान सही,
तेरा पैगाम देख के।


तेरी महफिल में अब अनजान सही
तुझको यूँ आबाद देख के।

Myopia

scout for thoughts
where none exist.
reach out and laugh
yet, tears persist.
is the hope alive?
delusions consist,
of unmet desires.

Denial at heart,
acceptance within.
unsettled, distraught,
queries therein.
Can I have you or not?
'never', you claim.
Can I ever move on?
'surrender', in vain.

Fate intervenes.
We drift apart.
Smiles creep in,
through a weary heart.
was it love?.. or was it not?
was I lucky? ... or were you not?

~ एक आस ~

तिनके थे कुछ बाकी
अब दरख्त ही है खाली।
तुम हो की नही?
तुम हो ही नही....
पर तुम्हारी आस है बाकी।
ख़्वाबों की कैफ़ियत
दहशत सी खामोशी,
बंद इन कमरों में
तुम्हारी आहट है बाकी।
चिल्लाते हैं रोज़ हम
कुछ सिसकियों के भरोसे,
काश की तुम्हारे दिल में
मेरा प्यार है बाकी।

~ Tragedy ~

stoic and gray
slowly it stayed
made this his home
uncurling, unfurled
surreptitiously it lay
marking its own
territory and death
casually it came
to claim in sleep
all that i owned.

it has been a while
since Life lived here
its now a dwelling
of Devils and Banes
it has been a while
since Smiles slept here
its now a memory for
tears and stains.

Light up the charred candles
unleash the prayers
exhaust the archives
of goodwill and dares
challenge the Lord
bask in forgiveness
reclaim a final win
and survive this stillness.


~ anki

~ treads ~

a definitive destiny
road mapped unto the goal
path, lined with tricks and treats
all for me to galore
Glory awaits!, such is the claim
by all those, inroads.
I yet walk a tawdry path
I still wish for more.

aspire, perspire, inspire, cajole
satisfaction achieved
confessions retold
all is misery
yet I adore, the heart, the beat, the very soul

a transition

forbidden fires of heaven -
troubles of a weary heart.
ever paused to wonder,
perils plundering land of Gods?

high amongst the clouds
throned in pine
robed in green
white as a shiny beard
wise and witty, they all seem.

sunshine gleaming on snowy peaks
the only warmth they ever seek
aloof and cold
judgmental and old,
The Almighty!, we are ever told.

Demon's laugh sounds meek.
Hell welcomes me back
away from the bothering snow
exhausted in devil's lair.

~longing

Tethered to the sparkling sky
a lonely pillow of cloud
haloed in the moonlight
silently gloating afloat
all attempts to wipe it clean
& it still lingers about

I choose to fall in love with it.

I hug it in delight.
I now wish that it were so,
around me every night.

smiling through pale white lips.
Amused at my stance,
it chides me for being foolish
and then,
moves on.