"Taare Zameen Par" ~ se inspired

khwabon mein ulajhte chehre,
lehrate, nachte,
sunehere badlon se hote hue,
woh panchi.. unke gharonde.

neele aasman mein
tairti machliyan
bhigoye hue sooraj ke
sookhte hue kapde

sach hai yeh sirf khwab hi hai
par dekha hai maine ise
aap hi ne dikhaya hai
is ek kahani mein, ek saaz piroya hai

taare yun roz aate nahi zameen par
darsheel, aamir
aapne ek nayi duniya ka yeh
dwaar khola hai

ab yahan khayalon mein,
roz koi aayega
aur nayi kahanaiyon se
ise aur sajayega.

smithereens

लहराता है खंजर कहीं
आघोश के अंधेरे में
और फसीं हुई है रोशनी
इस दिल-दुनिया के झमेले में
खंजर करता है वार
पर नज़र आता नहीं, जो
बहता है लहू अब भी
हमारे ही सीने से
आसुओं को रोक सके नहीं
और ठहर गए इसी लम्हे में
जहाँ फसीं हुई है रोशनी
और हम गुम हैं अंधेरों में
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blades in stealth
hiding in agony
trapping the light
is my heart's misery

slashing my heart
are yet unseen knives, as
the heart bleeds
in my own misery

tears unbidden, carry on,
and I am stuck in this moment
as is the light, lost
along with me in darkness.

Transition

dressed in robes
colorless and white
of my own choice
hair tied in a bun
uptight!

a book in hand
a dangling bookmark
a scrap of paper
with a lipstick mark

awaiting at the platform
train to arrive
set for the transition
from sunshine to moonlight

a light baggage
of a story or two
all piled up, alongside..
a shuddering breath, a lone tear

I wait for you, tonight!

~dil~

carve my heart out..
slice it and dice it..
serve it on a plate..


relish it..
cherish its taste..

its a meal well spent for..
its a meal to remember..

have u ever looked into the eyes of someone who,
so willingly surrenders.

Blur

sections and aisles
rows and columns
divided and separated
arranged and ordered
everything in its place

yet Life!.. is a mess,
no boundaries to repair,
failing to distinguish.
what is real.. ?
what is not there?

All seems a Blur
a fantasy..
I am no longer sure
If this is me.. or just destiny..

Abandoned Hearts!

In a closet of afternoon
glowing memories
in deep red
words of comfort

holding hands
on a Summer's eve
blue lake
.. your eyes are dead..

reaching out
wipe the tears
..a colourless stain..
of longing

the heart..beats
like a resounding knock
on an abandoned door
..all is black..

Tiger-Lily! :)