Thursday, March 23, 2017

बेजा आस

मेरी सुबह, मेरी शाम
घर से काम 
और वापस  
घूमती मुड़ती सड़कें तमाम 
हैं उदास -
पर ठहरी हुई है प्यास 
इस ठौर पे 
कि तुमने हमारे साथ से यूँ कह दिया -
बस मुझ पे छोड़ दो.

Monday, March 20, 2017

बेफ़ायदा है ज़ीस्त में अहबाब का हुजूम
हो पैकरे ख़ुलूस तो काफ़ी है एक शख़्स

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Language sure evolves
as vocabulary expands-
in love thesaurus
yesterday were entered
words and phrases
which I thought were
from worlds
of trade and commerce -
no binding contract
what did I get out of it
cooling period
let me think
don't have what you ask for
we'll return to table
and,
we'll talk
aka negotiate!


It was output
of the moment -
a verbal orgasm
said in impulse;
the line that was handed
that to me was a lifeline
for you just a sighed statement!
it no longer stands
there is no commitment to hold
I am told
it's  all I need to know
in my now
where separated
he ushers call
not to rejoice
give meaning to any loving thought
for his reckless utterance
at peak
had erroneously created
in collusion
with my naive acceptance
a fallacy of perception;
reality is this  chasm
with me on this side
and him on that -
it vies in expanse
with distance
between heaven
and the world below!
फिर सुबह हुई है
एक और दिन मिला
जीने और अहसास करने 
ये कि
गिर्द चमकते भुलावों, 
रिवाजों, उसूलों की टीपा तापी से 
अधिक बहुमूल्य है 
मन की कसक 
जो सृष्टि के सपाट कैन्वस पे
मेरे अस्तित्व की पहचान है
हर अवहेलना से बालातर
रहूँ स्थिर यहीं 
कि मैं हूँ जहाँ
यही मेरे वजूद का स्थान है।

Tuesday, March 07, 2017

I lived content
In my kingdom there was
No pestilence but peace
When he ventured in
The Pied Piper returned
Casting his spell
With magic melody
There was cheer
There was joy
Not an iota of ploy
I let go
Rejoicing in presence
Believing in Eden
He promised to inhabit with me...
Until -
Trance was broken
Love song went silent
As he clumsily fumbled
With pieces of the flute
Trying to glue
With lame excuse
Hurting sore as a bruise,
I turned in with a cry
To let go
Of question that rose
I ask - Why?

Sunday, March 05, 2017

History of lives spent
for love speaks
pages in volume - love in garbs of fear
passion, playing rough in romance
possession, drama and deals
games of power
rejoicing in gain
parting in pain
I look in my mirror
to find history of mine
in the well of his soul
I peer in
through his hooded eyes

heavy lids drooping to close
I pick up my pearl
polish and return,
to where in my heart
it belongs -
here the temple
is pure.

उसने कहा था on 13.7.16

उस ने कहा:

सुना है बारिश है तुम्हारे शहर में,
 ज़्यादा भीगना मत
धुल गयी सारी ग़लतफ़हमियाँ अग़र,
 बहुत याद आएँगे हम

तो फिर हम ने कहा:

याद जो बारिश से ग़लतफ़हमी धुलने की मोहताज हो -
मेरे आँगन में नहीं पड़ती
हम ने शमा-ए-उल्फ़त जलायी है यहाँ
रहमते खुदा से लौ ले कर।

😐

Two opposites -
One dark
One light
One love
One compromise
One emotion
One rationalise
One matter
One spirit
Aching to come together
For in fusion
Is fullness of delight.

Saturday, March 04, 2017

Gut wrenches
Pain wants to exteriorise
Scrape off cells
And space between the cells
Of his presence within
His reflection
In me since eternity -
I reach to cut out
Then heart cringes
Stop!
Don't let go
This is all you have to own
Of the one who is
Your only own entity ....
Rest all is illusion
Of reality.

होती जो बात
सिदक और सदाक़त की
तो आस होती ताउम्र रफ़ाक़त की
सिले लबों को जुंबिश मत देना
यूँ भी -
वफ़ा है बात ज़रा नज़ाकत की!
बदलते वक़्त के साथ
बदलते है हालात और जज़्बात -
इंसान कहाँ बदलते! 

Friday, March 03, 2017

बारहा चेहरे बदल के पेश जो आती है ज़िंदगी
एक बार तो आशिक़ों के दर पे बेहिजाब आ .


रुसवा किया, सोजो ग़म से तारूफ करा दिया
हर बार हम ने हंस, तुझे बाआबरू विदा किया

काफ़ी है

बना दिल काबा
तुम्हारी यादों तुम्हारे लापरवाह वादों का
हुई रूह गरदाँ 
तायफ़ उन अहसासों की 
जिन से वजूद की ग़िज़ा बरक़रार है...
काफ़ी है।

Thursday, March 02, 2017

fire-walk

Be beside
Lock in with eyes
Feel breath intertwine
Hold small of the back
Tug gentle at fingertip
Then -
Lo see me swirl
See me dance
Waltz over across
The fire-walk
It's set, lit up
For me.