Lost ...

It's dark out here, and lonely too
The candle seems to have blown out
Or is it on the verge of blowing out...
I am afraid, so afraid all alone
The crowd is invisible and
the noises all drown
I feel sarcasm in laughters
Of people around
Oh poor, so poor me
Do they think the same?
I share peoples' joys and sorrows
And my heart continues to bleed
For it knew no other to love
For his joy was always my greed.
My pillow will not dry up
Till the dawn of the day
It has learnt to feign so well
It is morning now, so it can tell.
Wipe away those tears
For another bright day ahead
I think for a thousand times
Oh God, can I please be dead?

Tooti kashti ...

Woh manzil hi kya

jis manzil pe sath tu nahi

Woh raasta hi kya

jis raaste pe tere nishaan nahi

Woh neend hi kya

jis neend mein tera khwaab nahi

Woh zindagi hi kya

jis zindagi ka maksad tu nahi

Ek tooti kashti ki tarah ho gayee hun

Toofan se ladti toh ja rahi hoon

Kinare tak tab bhi na pahunch paoongi main

Ek toote sheeshe ki tarah

Har aansoo mein dikhte hain mujhe

Hazar pehlu har baat ke

Hazar sapne pyaar se bune hue

Aur Hazar aur aansoo...

Har pal...

suraj ki pehli kiran ke saath
tum aate ho subah ka pehla ehsaas ban kar
aur har pal k beetne ke saath
tum rehte ho ik meethi yaad ban kar
shaam mein suraj ke jaane ke baad
tum aa jaate ho raahon ka chirag ban kar
main jab ho jaaon thodi si udaas
tum aate ho mere hotho ki muskaan ban kar
din bhar ki bhaag daud ke baad
tum bas jaate ho mere zehan mein khwaab ban kar

The world of pretense

I pretend a smile when I don't feel like it
I pretend a tear when I can't do without it
I pretend calm when only that can help
I pretend a quite and no one can tell.

This world and its beings
Are unhappy in the happy
And happiness seems a lie.

This world and its beings
Are satisfied wih false praises
And I can't damn understand why.

This world and its beings
Are incapable of talking truth
'Cause truth is so dry.

Can you feel and can't you feel
Is it really there or really not there
Two questions and we get one answer.

Feelings and realities
Emotions and expressions
Two diferent things but we get one definition

This world of pretense
Will not change sometime soon
As it is the source of a lot of happiness...

Scattered Leaf

A leaf fell, scattered;
A leaf lost from it's roots
A leaf away from it's own
A leaf in a new world.

It will not survive long ....
It will not survive
The harsh tests of time,
And of life too.

Is it a verdict?
It is a truth lay hidden
underneath leaves and leaves
of pretense.

Bus ek baar

Woh pal pal ko mehkati khushiyan
Woh waqt bewaqt aati siskiyan
Bus ek baar aur jeena chahti hoon unhe

Woh saari ki saari galatiyan
Woh athkheliyan aur nadaniyan
Bus ek baar aur karna chahti hoon unhe

Woh doston ke baahon ke sahare
Woh yaadein jo baaki hain paas hamare
Bus ek baar aur yaad kar lena chahti hoon unhe

Woh roothne-manaane ka khel
Woh pyaar se bhara dilon ka mel
Bus ek baar aur dekhna chahti hoon unhe

Woh paas hai

khilte phool ko dekhkar laga
uska komal ehsaas hai saath mere
suraj ki madham hoti roshni ne bola
uski pyaar ki lau hai saath tere
shaam ne odhi laalima si chadar
uske pyaar ke rang ho liye saath mere
taaron se milti raat ne kaha
uske jazbaat hai saath tere
hawaa ne gungunata hua geet gaya
woh nahi, uska dil hai paas tere
itni dooriyan ho kar bhi
woh paas hai, hai saath mere
itrati hoon main is baat pe haan,
woh paas hai, hai saath mere ....


I am missing him desperately....

My 100th Post

This is my 100th post on Blogger. Umm, I lost my previous blog entirely.

What in days I have that I'd like to remember
And what in life do I have to forget forever?
For moving on is a part of life
And one who lives not this part of life
Is one who strives to live others, but can't.

What, in circumstances do I have to face
And what in pleasures do I have to trace?
For one life is a little too much
And awkwardly too less to embrace
Him, His character and His grace.

Passing thought!

Life is but my old friend
We break-up, we start afresh.
I get to learn a lot from it
Does it, by a chance, have a benefit
Of walking with me, or
Learning from me ?

Would it be alone some day I left?

I write

I write
Of a million memories tied into one
Of a milliom moments clubbed to forever
Of a million destinies and hopes,
Of a million dreams taking shape
Like a seedling into a plant
Like a thought into a creation.
Of the faraway love, weaving
Stranger bonds each passing day.
Of the blissful tears ready
To be out on their way.
Of a phone call seemingly
A million eons away.

I write of love, of strength
Of God and His power
Of faith, trust and life
Of every passing day and night
But don't I forget we humans
Grow and learn, hit and miss,
Fulfill and regret.

I forget to write
Of sorrows, misery and weakness
Of bad, the worse and worst,
Of a broken heart knowing no good,
Of a beggar child going without food
Of depression and blue
Of fate and fatal shades of hue.

The countdown begins - 3

A life we care
A dream we share,
A happiness, a love
A togetherness and
Oh yes, God above...

A joy for today,
A hope for tomorrow,
A memory of the past
A life complete and
Oh yes, may it last...

And ofcourse, I live him, I think him, I dream him, I love him and Oh yes, I love him ....

Love is in the air. It's with me all the while. But it's the time when everyone else (except me) is also breathing love :-)

Kash ......

Kash raahein itni sakheel na hoti,

Kash zabaan par kuch lagam di hoti,

Na dena padhta aaj jawab unhe

Na khafa hote woh na hum udas hote

Baat karne se baat banti hai bigarti nahi

Kyun is baat ko woh samajhte nahi

Kaash jazbaat bayan kiya hote unhone

Toh hum sahi sochte zyaada nahi kam nahi

I am feeling hell desperate :-( .

And I am horribly broke as well ;-).

I am sorry

I wish words could really be taken back,
And we could fit in what they lack
I know words don't heal as much they hurt
I know they are but hard and blunt.
I don't always mean what I say,
When I am blue, black and grey,
I hurt you more than I love you
But know that I love you true.
Is there another way I could be sorry,
To tell you I really am sorry, very sorry?

To the readers: IS there a way I could say I am reallllly sorry? I realllllly mean it .........

Ramblings !!

The winter sun
And the cold winter mornings,
The faraway love
And the cold all-time distances.
The sleepy dream
And the cold sudden wake-up.
Everything is but happy,
With an air of cold,
Everything is still perfect.
A feeling ramified,
A silence unjustified,
A want unfulfilled,
I am living imperfection
Imperfection at its best.
I am living a life that is
Still better than the rest.

They call him love

The one who has been captured
Like a fresh fragrant dream,
The one who came, who saw
And the one who conquered,
The one who walked with me
When I was sad, and tired,
As peaceful as the moon who is
And as harmless as the dove
They call him love, my love.

Woh ...

Ek ehsaas hai woh
Darr hai kahin kho na dun usse
Ek khwaab hai woh
Darr hai neend se na uthana mujhe

Ek kaayam waayde ki tarah
Ek saathi ek saaye ki tarah
Mere saath mein hai chalta woh
Mere wajood mein hai milta woh

Yun ruke hue se raaste
Yun thode badhe hue se faasle
Gunguna kar jaate hain chupke se
Abhi kuch der mein hai sehar

Pyaar hai uski pukar se
Pyaar hai uske pyaar se
Pyaar hai uski shararat se
Aur halki si muskurahat se

Ae khuda mujhe maaf kar dena
Tera sajda is tarah na kar paoon
Ki uski adalat mein ek mujarim
Karaar ho jaon aur wohi reh jaoon...

Phir kuch sawal...

Kyun kuch aur raha nahi hai likhne ke liye ...
Kyun kuch aur raha nahi hai sochne ke liye ...
Kyun rehte hain hum haqeeqat se door
khwabon mein gum,
Kya yeh haal udhar bhi hoga, ki bus
Aise haal mein hain hum ?

Kyun raat mein uska pyaar ka rang odhti ...
Kyun din ko uske ehsaas se jaagti ...
Kyun lagte hain ujale ujale se naye naye se
yeh din, yeh subah yeh raat,
khilte phool ke jaisi hoti hai khushboo
Aur masoom se jazbaat ....

Pyaar

क्या नहीं पाया है तुम्हारा साथ पा कर
यूँ रंगीन बना है मेरा जहान आज
क्या इसी को किस्मत हैं कहते
के आप हो गये हैं मेरी ज़िन्दगी का ताज |

यह हाथों की लकीरों में था लिखा
यह रास्तों पर हैं निशाँ बना हुआ
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My poems...

I think I've never posted even one of my English poems here.... The reason being that

http://postpoems.com/members/loyal_libran

is where i post them! I would love it if you all read them, n comment/critique them, if possible. They are just a few of them there.....
Take care all,
Have a great long weekend!!

.... chalte jaate hain hum ....

एक अनसुनी आवाज़
एक अनतिम आगाज़
एक फ़ैला हुआ आसमान
एक हारा हुआ इनसान।
अंधेरे में ढल रहा सूरज
अकेले में चल रहे हम
छुपते-छुपाते बचते-बचाते हम
चलते बस चलते जाते कदम।
युँ तो किसी से है गिला नहीं
शायद इतना गम तो अभी मिला नहीं
ज़ख्म खाते और मर्हम लगाते हैं
फिर भी चलते, हाँ चलते जाते हैं।

P.S. : Dear starry, I'll translate it for u pretty soon. Am posting this in a hurry for now. Sorry abt that ...