Aur Manzil hai Kya?

हो तुम तो मैं हूँ है मेरा वजूद क्या हो तुम तो शाम है है खूबसूरत और क्या हो तुम तो है अगली सुबह है रोशनी और क्या हो तुम तो आवाज़ है है मौसिकी और क्या हो तुम तो ये पल हैं है वक़्त और क्या हो तुम तो ख़ुशी है है मुस्कुराहट औरContinue reading “Aur Manzil hai Kya?”


Emerged into the world A life Delivered through pain Suffering the excruciating Screaming To offset the pain Months of rearing Feeding off herself Her every bit of grain Fretting and worrying Unnoticed at time Many times, in vain Letting go her needs For everyone else Without a strain Ever willing to give To sacrifice SheContinue reading “Amma”

There lies the moment

In the rush of things The moment stops Somewhere between Earlier and later And that’s where There is no speed No expectations No comparison Nothing lesser or greater But there lies still the intent of motion And the sense of purpose The seed of every future a pure slice of the creator There lies theContinue reading “There lies the moment”

A live performance

She swoopedWith practiced ease perfect balanceperfect poise millions of eyes focussed on onewith precision and least noise Wings invisibletoo quick for the eyeskeeping it staticbefore the final dive Dipped in nectar nearest to blissyet sure of her purposeto fill up the hive A work of artdone as a routineand a performanceI saw it live

Just ain’t enuf

Musical notesOn four linesA scribble on paperJust ain’t enuf The soundCompressing the airA wave in motionJust ain’t enuf A mix of beatsSome bass and trebleA rhythm of sortJust ain’t enuf The flute singsThrough holes in woodThe octaves on finger tipsJust ain’t enuf Song filled with wordsThe length and the meterRhyme of the lyricsJust ain’t enufContinue reading “Just ain’t enuf”

In a Happy Place

There was a knota hurting oneDeepwithin the beating heart The constricting cageHolding the fearPiercingLike a painful dart The dread and the gloomPermeated the coreStretchingAnd tearing it apart At the bottom of abyssWhere light endedmotionlessIn the abysmal dark There I layAway from graceIn despairHope away from my grasp In that lonely coldI felt the gushof aContinue reading “In a Happy Place”

Not the man from Petushkie

What job would I do for free?I say Noneand never free Why do something at first place?and that too for free? I have a sane mindand not a muddle headfrom Petushkie if its a jobit can’t be funand to do it for freeis a wrong plea If it was to dreamI would do it forfreeContinue reading “Not the man from Petushkie”

Concrete gobbles Green

Concrete city Spreads in greed Covering land and space With columns, slabs and beams Vicious and cold With no remorse Singular in purpose Yet eerily pristine Crawling and creeping Gobbling up In its path All that’s seen Turning grey In its march Every last breath of the dying green In its path stands tall TheContinue reading “Concrete gobbles Green”