Waqt

Bekaraar zindagi ko sambhalne ka waqt hi kahan hai,

Waqt mein masruf toh kayi hain,

Par kya waqt ka mohtaj bhi koi hai?

Kya pehchana hai kisi ne ki shayad hum aaj bhi wahin hai, jahan hum the kabhi

Ye kal aur aaj sab kuch, yahin, yahin hai.

Faaslon se shayad dosti badi hai hume aaj kal,

Ke woh ek haseen jo saath hai, kareeb hai par saath nahi hai

Ye gham hume aaj se nahi, gham humse nahi hai,

Ye gham hume waqt se hai,

Waqt begana hi sahi, humara bhi nahi hai..

Phir kyun waqt ki aad mein zindagi humse door khadi hai?

Jee ley, aaj yahin, yahin zindagi hai.

Blue Valentine

Tumultuous and deranged

Sorrow walked towards me,

Half beaten, and eternally yielding to qualms,

Failure by its side, it unhinged the door 

At my porch it stood,

Like my match from above,

Like my unrequited love,

An ordeal I left long ago when I struggled to survive

A pragmatic dream,

A forlorn friend,

And a lover in angst

I waited for it to hunt me down and prey on me,

I knew it wouldn't kill me,

I knew it would not recede,

It’s a lifetime worth of agony,

A harmless survivor, with an undistinguished far sight,

I was half beaten, as I am now,

Yet

I walked a million miles and I stood where I did, for a moment undefined in Time.

Until the end of the beginning, a continuum of space-time

Infinity, of the infinite tempest, half yielding, and half sworn to be divine

Merciless sorrow is perhaps

A Tempest,

 Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Kinare

Aaj ek tamanna dil mein aisi jag uthi hai,

Ki ek mehfil mein shaamil ho jana hai,

Na roshni mein dhali ho, aur na hi shor ka aaghaz kare

Bas ek aisi begane mann ki,

Begani manzil ki ore, kisi kinare

Kinare, aaj meri apni khamoshi si zameen ho

Aur iss kinare aur kuch sadiyon mein, aur kuch sadiyon se

Dhali ek prerna hai, jo maine khamoshiyon ko gun-gunate suna tha kabhi

Mujhe sadiyon mein khamosh waise hi gun-gunana  hai

Aaj ek tamanna dil mein aisi jag uthi hai,

Ki ek lamhe mein wo har lafz ghoonj uthe

Jis kadar maine lafzon ko pehchaana hai,

Aaj gham toh nahi mujhe,

Par deewane mann ne kuch kar guzarne dil chaah mein,

Begane shehar se kahin alag, apna ek kinara haasil kar jane ko keh dala hai

Aur aaj, yahin iss begani mehfil mein

Dilli mein, dilli se hi, mujhse pare,  mera zameer, mera kinara, mujhe haasil kar dikhana hai,

Aaj ek tamanna dil mein aisi jag uthi hai

Pal, har pal hi..mera kinara hai.

Why Go?

A scornful afternoon of meagre delights, and deceiving open-ended stories

Mustn't you be afraid to have lived one, and to have been a part of none?

Suggestions hint at the lives getting meaningless, seemingly superficial,

days in the Sun  that have hatched in the Rye?

Pitiful medieval notions guide us, and penultimate doom out rightly stares

Humming lullabies and preaching age old jargons won’t lend you, your share

Compromising dethrones the tradition of complacency, the world dwells in, and objectively it stares

Conscious efforts from one to another, become promises benign, sworn to be unfulfilled,

Shunned and stumped,

Breached and broken,

Shouldn't you ask for answers, as to what, why, when and culminated where?

O’ fellow, victim of desires and dreams, take what you have from this point, and

While you haven’t got the strength to level what might be your share,

Remember gravel, hard and beaten to the ground stays longer than sand will in the complete power of your palm, realize, fair and square.