Wabastagi

Kitni ajeeb baat hy...

Koe uns bhi baqi nahi

Zara qarar bhi hasil nahi

Rastey bhi huaye juda juda

Manzilen bhi alag hoen

Phir bhi najane kyon

Ek dojey se yeh dor kat-ti nahi

Nafrat hy

Phir bhi yeh wabastagi marti nahi !

P.S: i wrote it last year, may be a decade back or may be just some moments back... back in the dark midnight for the reason unknown... that scribbled torn piece of paper... such a mess & i found it today.

Moon

I can see
I can see you
I can see you tonight...

O' dear moon,
Up above the sky
Spread thee lonely light
So far..
That it can illuminate
Thy soul !
In a solemn ecstasy
Whisper thy
You saw a desolate soul
Longing..
Miles away
In the silence so deep...

O' moon
You have my sight,
tonight.

I can see you tonight...!

meri zindagi ko be-samar us ne kiya
umer meri thi, usko basar us ne kiya

Empty Eyes

Eyes... Loves the care they receive
Eyes... Sparkling like twinkling stars
Eyes... Filled with honesty and pride
Eyes... Wearing the smile so bright
Eyes... Sings enchanting melodies
Eyes... Reflecting the feelings so pure
Eyes... Observe, understand, listen, speak
Eyes... Carrying the believe so firm
Eyes... Graced with charm and beauty
Eyes... Having the confidence so strong
Eyes... Define the soul inside

Those Eyes are stolen away
No traces, no shadows, no hints are left
The orbs are containing only visionary objects
Silent, Vacant, Dark and Hurt
All colors are faded away
The life in them turns grey

Wondering who's eyes are those ?
Why can't you recognize ?
Its a gift of your's !
Ok, turn around and see
Its Me
Owner of the Empty Eyes.

Goonjta Sanata !

bazahir khamosh hon main lekin
ek sanata sa chaya hy mere wajood per
sanata be-zaban nahi hota
uski ek awaz hoti hay
jo har chalti sans k sath sunae deti hay
jo gonjta hay ness ness mei

woh bolta hay yaad ki manind
woh batein karta hay dost ki manind
woh cheekhta hay aahh ki manind
woh rolata hay ek saza ki manind

yeh sanata jo gonjta hay
gonj jo thamti nahi hay
na honton se nikalti hay
aur aankhon se barasti nahi hay
yeh gonj lafz ba lafz duhrati woh dastan hay
jis mei khoya mera yeh jahan hay

es sanate se main ab chutkara chahti hon
es gonj ki awaz ko dabana chahti hon
es dastan k nakoosh tak mitana chahti hon
us khamosh ahsas ko bhulana chahti hon

khud ko ek bar phir se main pana chati hon
es goonjte sanate ko dafnana chahti hon ...!

Scattered Thoughts

my mind is wandering here & there,
i want to focus, but at what, i'm unaware.

bewilderment causing me alot of trouble,
i'm flowing through time like a bubble.

i want to express the inner side of me,
the moments of sorrow & those of glee.

tales to tell, stories to share,
waiting for words, feelings to wear.

untuned melodies, echoing sounds
needs a theme for a spiritual bound.