Saturday, December 27, 2008

पहचान




आसमान पर सितारों में कई जुगनू भी तो होंगे,
सितारों की चमक से दूर, वोह भी कहीं चमकते ही होंगे
चाँद की चांदनी और सूरज की रौशनी से परे
इन जुगनुओं की रौशनी भी तो किसी के चहेरे पे चमक लाती होगी।

सितारों के शहर में, एक जुगनू बेचारा,
अपना वजूद ढूँढता हुआ, घूमता आवारा।
आज उसे भी अपनी मंजिल नज़र आई,
औरों की चमक में उसे अपनी पहचान नज़र आई।

आंखों में आज उसके सपनो की चमक छायी,
उसकी खुशी में, सबके चेहरों पर खुशी आई।
आज सितारों में एक जुगनू ने,
अपनी जगह बनाई।।

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Ashes...




White, Single-limbed,
lean in frame, untamed
draped in smoke...
an Aphrodite, you claim!

it glows, as I draw near
locked, in your lips
and I breathe in my tears
silently waiting, in the haze!

you never let go,
and it clings.
burning in its smoldering gaze
I slowly disappear.

Friday, September 26, 2008

Sentient




in your shadow
in your splendor
i yet wonder
what are you?


warm and tender
i surrender
and i wonder
why are you?

dark and hazel
lost in gaze
i do wonder...
where are you?

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Transient



I am transient
a non-essential
a go between

hooked on survival
drugged on pleasantries
absent in reflections
hazy in memories

problems and troubles
are dearer than me
you hold onto them
and you let me leave

a castle in air
a house of cards
a dream, a wisp, a memory charm

the shrill of the good times
the laugh of the giddy

an existential difficulty ~ for all good memories.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Dicide



a double edged decision
in its wake
breaks the heart
or pardons the ache... for life
questions..
counter-questions
each bursting through...
a peace of frame,
leaving bullet holes behind.

moral convictions..
perceptions
predictions..
all lose ground and remain
dull..lifeless..practical.. mundane.

dreams or wisps of imagination
curling up in smoke
dying in flames..

I do not know what is to become of me
Happiness is something.. I cannot claim

yet... I wait
I breathe.. I pray..
awaiting my fate..

Monday, September 08, 2008

Bloom in red


Stage 1: The sketch


2. The first layer


3. The dead layer


4. the final look

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

surreal



of the green in spring time
and the love on valentine,
sweet wine at supper time,
guitar strings and lullaby.
thoughts which always stand by you
bitter winds or summer chimes,
budding rose and winter rhymes.

cozy in twilight, a farewell
I bid, your memories,
your smiles...
candle unlit, unshed tears
snow flakes of breathless fears
wondering at happenstance
which brought you here...

eyes brooding, looking at you
smiles brewing, thinking of you
love blooming, in your hue
trapped in conversations.

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