Thursday 16 August 2018

नसीब...

आंखों से अचानक ओझल हुए जो तुम...
पल भर के लिए सांसे मेरी गई थम...

खुशियों के खज़ाने जो मिले थे बरसो बाद..
लुट गई पलक झपकते
और
फिर एकबार कर गई मेरी आंखें नम!!

Feeling...

This day...this time was Mine..
Not until the chiming clock struck nine..
Arms in arms..lips 'gainst lips..
Rollin' on the bed..flips over flips..

Maybe 'twas the skin..
Or somethin' akin..
Oh 'twas surreal..
Just too good to be real..

Shuttin' the eyes..Amazing it felt..
Lifting her..as she knelt..
In my lap she was..crouched as a baby..
Futuristic one..or so I assumed maybe!!!

Time had to stop and play along..
Stretch each sec for an unending prolong..
For 'twas special and had to last..
Even after the relationship had breathed it's last!!

तारीफ़...

एक शाम जब बैठे अंधेरे में..
स्याह रातों के अपने सवेरे में..
एक नर्म हवा सेहला सी गई..
क्यूं लगा तुम बेहला सी गई..

तुम्हारे गर्म होंठों की छुअन से..
वो नशीली खुशबू तुम्हरे बदन से..
रूह मेरी मानो थर्रा सी गई..
प्यार अपना जैसे बरसा सी गई..

Breathe...

Expanding my lungs as I gasped..
A fresh chunk of air to inhale at last..
Alas!! To breathe became such a tough ask..
For suddenly..
Every second of puff seemed to be so vast..

भोला...

बारिश की वो मीठी बूंदे...जब होंठों से..जा लिपटी थी..
आज़ाद हुएे कुछ ख्वाहिश मेरे...जो अबतक तन से चिपटी थी..
मूंद के आंखें जब मैंने..उसके गालों को टटोला था..
स्पर्श की गर्मी आह सी भर गई..क्या इतने दिनों तक मैं भोला था?

Monday 16 April 2018

कर्म...

जीवन रूपी रणभूमि में..क्या मैं घुटने टेक अाऊं..
धर कटा के अपना..शीश झुकाकर..
क्या रंग हार का लेप अाऊं..
या उठा खड्ग मैं इन हाथों में..
दिखला दूं क्या इस दुनिया को..
दुष्कर्म से परिपूर्ण ये श्रृष्टि..
फिर..
एकबार इन्हें क्या चेत अाऊं..
जीवन रूपी रणभूमि में..क्या मैं घुटने टेक अाऊं..

सच...

अक्स जो मेरी मेरे पीछे..भागी भागी आती है..
सुख दुख है ये रीत जीवन की..
परछाई एहसास दिलाती है..
ना छूटे रिश्ता इससे कभी..
साथ है इसका उम्र भर का..
ठुकरा दो या प्यार करो..
करवा सच है ये जीवन का..

Saturday 7 April 2018

Hoon main...

Tarasti aankhon se chalakte ashkon ka boond hu main..

Tumhare hothon se nikle alfaazon ka goonj hu main..

Bebasi...

Num aankhon ki sacchai kam hi jaan paate..
Dard-e-tanhaai kam hi jaan paate..

Jo likh dete kore kaagaz pe..
Ya
Keh dete zubaan se..

Samajh kar v aakhr tum kya hi kar paate!!

The mile...

Touch my being...and plug in a soul..
A soul of trust..a soul for real..
A soul to make you feel completely surreal..

Turn it on and add on a little humor..
Do shoo away the "boredom tumor"..
For although it takes a little for one to smile..
It takes a lot to make one..walk that mile..

Bandhan...

Seemaon me mat baandh mujhe..
Aashaon pe mat taang mujhe..

Panchi bankar mujhe jeena hai..
Paani...har ghat ka peena hai..

Ooche..amber me udna hai..
Phr aasaman se girna hai..

Sukh me v mujhe hasna hai..
Or dukh me v mujhe hasna hai..

Khuli hawa me saanse khench kar..
Nadi ki..dhaaraon me behna hai..

Bas qhwaish ye ki himmat ho..
Thak jaane ki na tohmat ho..

Phr jo vipda aan pade..
Hothon pe tab muskaan pade..

Phr aaj ladai ladni hai..
Phr jeet v haasil karni hai..

Seemaon me mat baandh mujhe..
Aashaon pe mat taang mujhe..

Friday 6 April 2018

Meri pari..

Shyd wo khwaab si thi..nanhi si ek pari..
Aankhen par uski thi..ashkon se labalab bhari..

Jane kisne rulaaya use..kisne dil uska dukhaya..
Badnaseeb hai wo.. jo us maa ke dard ko..naa samajh paaya!!

Friday 9 March 2018

The Vacuum..

Brother..you leave today..you do..
A vacuum in the companionship that had begun to brew..
More than the span you graced here, the quality mattered..
For sadly enough there aren't people alike..to open up and chatter!!

An honest soul..a Piscean peer..
Not the one to be washed down over a sip of beer..
A wonderful mate..a pride to have one on your side..
A badge you'd want to put on...till your life bides..

A turn of tide and you're ready to fly again..
Soar high my friend..for life's precious which shouldn't go in vain..
For it's certainly another chance to live with your head held high..
When you retire, at least you'd wouldn't have regrets to sigh!!

And here I am... at loss of words today..
For I can't write more..from an ode's per se..
Do well and keep shining all along..
But never forget where you come from and where you belong!!

May you pursue well and the best job you pluck..
Here's wishing you all the best and a hearty good luck!!