Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts

Friday, 23 August 2013

Aaj zindagi ne farmaya hain, Kyon na kuch alag kiya jaye,
Roz subah ki chai to mithi hoti he hain,
Aaj kuch mithas is din mein laya jayein…
Samay ki ghadi toh chalti rahegi,
Kyon na aaj zindagi jeene ka naya matlab dhundha jayein...

Log kya kahenge  - Log kya sochenge yeh toh fizool ki baatien hain,
Kyon na aaj hum kya karenge ismein jyada gaur kiya jayein…
Khud ko badalte toh humne dekh hi liya,
Fir kyon log badal gaye kehke baat bigada jayein…
Kyon na khud jee le aur dusron ko bhi jene diya jayein…

Zindagi ko lafzo mein samajhana bada mushkil hain,
Kyon na khud samajh jayien aur dusron ko bhi samajhne diya jayein..
Paribhasha sabki alag hogi, ismein hume kya karna..
Kyon na hum apne paribhasha mein jeena sikh jayein..

Asan nahi zindagi has ke guzarna…  yeh kisne kaha?
Kisi kitaab mein likha toh nahi,
Kyon na zindagi ko hi ek haseen kitaab banaya jayein..
Kyon na aaj udhte parindo ki tarah hum bhi khulke jeena sikh jayein..
Kuch baatien toh ankhein nam kar deti hain,
Kyon na aaj aane wale haseen lamho ko bandh pardon mein sajaya jayein..


AREH AAJ ZINDAGI NE FARMAYA, KYON NA KUCH ALAG KIYA JAYEIN.. 

Thursday, 22 August 2013

Silver Ticks

I looked back last night...
Turning over pages of lines and time,
Hoping to find meaning…

I looked back last night...
Studied things as they were,
Caressing moments with a smile…

I looked back last night...
Seeped myself under a blanket,
And tore down the pages…

I looked back last night...
Dragged the kid by the collar,
And kept punching him cold
Till he lay down wasted; dead…

Monday, 8 April 2013

An Untitled Poem

Joyee sleeping, careless and wild,
Filled with fearless pride.
‘Cause she is a kid of the open sky,
Even the rain of the east cry.
That hers is the love that can’t be shed,
With the time or the days that can be led.
Stopping the flow she does grow,
She undefines even the sorrow. (:

Credits – My cousin brother. (: