7… (Woh Aankhein…)

Ek toote hue sheeshe ki tarah

Woh aankhein… bulaati to hain, par bataati nahin

Unmein dekhta bhi hun to apni tooti parchhaai hi nazar aati hai

Jaane kya hai unke peeche, jaane kaunsi silvatein padi hain

Ek sunsaan ghar ki tarah

Woh aankhein… bulaati to hain, par bataati nahin

Dastak di hai kai baar darwaaze par, magar koi aawaaz nahin aati

Jaane kya yaadein sanjo ke rakhee hain, jaane kya-kya saamaan rakha hai inmein

Ek adhoore afsaane ki tarah

Woh aankhein… bulaati to hain, par bataati nahin

Mukhda kai baar suna hai maine, par kabhi antara sunaati nahin

Jaane kya dard chhupa hai inmein, jaane kiska intezaar hai inko

Kuch dard mujhey bhi samjhaane hain

Dard baantne se kam hote hain, shayad woh aankhein ye janti nahin

Apni sachchi-jhooti hansi ki deewar hataati nahin

Mujhey kuch dikhaati nahin

Woh aankhein… bulaati to hain, par bataati nahin

Illusion… to Delusion (… to Illusion?)

“… bhala manda dekhe na paraya na saga re
nainon ko to dasne ka chaska laga re
nainon ka zeher nasheela re… nainon ka zeher nasheela

baadalon mein satrangiyan bonve bhor talak barsaavein
baadalon mein satrangiyan bonve… naina baanvra kar denge
naina thag lenge…

naina raat ko chalte chalte swargaan mein le jaavein
megh malhaar ke sapne beejein hariyali dikhlavein

nainon ki zubaan pe bharosa nahi aata
likhat parhat na raseed na khaata
saari baat havaai re
saari baat havaai…”

- Gulzar

Nice…

I said… then, dearest, since it is so,
Since now at length my fate I know,
Since nothing all my love avails,
Since all, my life seem’d meant for, fails,
Since this was written and needs must be…
My whole heart rises up to bless
Your name in pride and thankfulness!
Take back the hope you gave… I claim
Only a memory of the same,
… And this beside, if you will not blame;
Your leave for one more last ride with me…

“The last ride together” – Robert Browning

6… (I Wish…)

It’s time to go, and I have already started missing you
I wish I could steal… just a few more moments
Time is so cruel.

We begin to go, our separate ways
I try to look into your gorgeous eyes for just one last time…again and again
“You will meet her soon”… I console my heart
I wish soon wasn’t this long.

For a night without you… is a long journey for me
As conscious thoughts and dreams about you, intertwine before my dazed eyes
How they long to see you… my enchantress.

And when the morning comes, I wish I were there with you
In those curled sheets of your bed, in that blanket…
Which now scent of your warmth
Your warmth could calm my wandering soul… heal my worn out heart.

I wish I could be there… to hear you breath
While you bid adieu to your dreams,
‘Was I in them?’ I ask… I hope.

I wish I could be the first one your dreamy eyes see every morning,
While you still rest your head in my arms… your silken tresses running like an angry river making its way over my chest
How I love your beautiful long hair.

I wish I could be there to hear your morning voice,
Your moan… your first morning whisper
I would protect you in my loving embrace… forever.

Some day… I wish, my wishes would come true…

5…

Saath baitha hun main tere,
Teri jaagi-soi si saanson ko ginte hue,
Teri Karvaton pe haath chhu jana,
Un bikhre baalon ka mere kaandhe ko mehkaanaa,
Na inhein sanwaar paun, na tujhe baahon mein le paun…

Phir bhi darta hun main jaanam,
Kahi ye safar khatm na ho jaye,
Tere saath se badhkar,
Meri koi manzil bhi kya hogi…

4… (Piece of Mind)

silence…

creeping…

in the mind…

meeting…

emptiness inside…

screeching…

inner walls of the big smile…

the extraversion…

forever infesting imitation with denial

no trace of the beginning

u know its been a while

its all criss crossed

mix-n-matched and borders flossed

and just you and me to cure this now

but it can’t be cured…

can it?

but how?…

3…

Shine of pearls, fresh from the sea…

Or is it the twinkle of the stars I see?

Gleaming… dazzling… like a gypsy’s fortune ball…

Innocent… magical… enchanting… or all?

Left bedazzled… I can only wonder in glee,

These beautiful eyes could be of none but thee…

2…

Ye raat hairaan hai, jo aaj yahan chhaai hai…

Chaand, taare, falak… sab ko sang bula lai hai…

Khushnaseeb hain ye saare jo ye nazara dekh paenge…

Suna hai inhone ki aaj do chaand nazar ayenge,

Tak ke dekhenge aaj tujhey, inki kismat jo rang layi hai

Kya inhe bhi pata chal gaya tu is waqt baahar ayi hai?

Sochta hun ki ye bechare, kaise jalti nazron se dekhenge,

Wo aasmaan ke taare jo tu apni kali sari mein samet layi hai…

1…

What is moon without his moonshine… but a barren broken face,

He longs for her, in the cold lonely night… yearnin’ her magical grace

Never seen too far from her,  oh! this hopeless helpless lover,

Wonders why then she doubted thee… for his love ending never!