Sunday, 23 September 2018

Euphoric Recall

Through all these years I have learnt forever is a blatant lie. Even nature is not contsant as seasons change and some times nature destorys its surroundings completely. We can make present better but most of us are ignorant to enjoy present. We all are searching some thing for future (leaving behind present). As deer search for the musk in entire forest human searchs for inner happiness in worldy affairs. On crumbled pieces of papers/pics we search the childhood, old friends, old memories, old family etc. Though, that ink on papers fades
away the words but eyes still try hard to remember old moments. Many more words will be frozen in time, many more memories will be burried, many secrets will be prisoned in hearts. Like perfect liers we will pass the tradition to next generations " Forever". Every sun set will start eating positive energies and nights will be hard to sustain ordinary life style. In that insomnia we will stare the walls that will make us realize this world is a myth.

Innocent Dolls

I still like innocent dolls,  
They never fall,
That is why I recall,
Death comes to all,
Do not cause a reason to each other fall,
Be kind and youthful to all,
Some wise books to hold,
As precious as prize of gold.

सब में एक मरीज देखती हु,

ज़िंदगी की ये नयी सी चाल है,
चंद अनजान पूछते है और क्या हाल है,
अब घर मै छुट्टी वाले दिन एक नयी सी बात है,
जाने कौन सी अब आखिरी सी रात है,
जिस ने कभी करीब से देखा नहीं मुझ को,
वो भी दलाली करने अब मेरे घर आते है,
मेरी उम्र का हिसाब किताब कर के,
अब वो मुझ को अपना गणित समझाते है,
जिसे भी देखती हु अब करीब से,
सब में एक मरीज देखती हु, चेहरे तो है जाने पहचाने,
पर सब में समाज के ठेकेदार देखती हूँ,
जो निभा नहीं सके हसि ख़ुशी अपने रिश्ते,
वो मिल बैठ के रिश्तों की बतियाते है,
जाने क्या हाल है जाने क्या बताते है,
मै उन मई होकर भी उन का हिस्सा नहीं,
मै खुद  में खो कर खुद का किस्सा सही!!


                                                        



Just a good book in the lap

Do not fall in the trap,    

Come out from this holy crap,  

Just take a good book in the lap,  
   
As fiction is still a best way to unwrap this trap!!

Sunday, 1 July 2018

I WAS NOT WHAT I AM NOW

I was not what I am now,
I am not what I was before now,
In these before and now,
My warm heart wonders how,
They made me numb with their broken vow.

IT IS A DANGERIOUS GAME

Every thing can be decieving,
It is a dangerious game,
And you would get no one to blame,
So do not be so lame,
Beware in this dangerious game,
Though they will be gentle,
But they will shame your name,
With their fake smiles they all are same.