Fluid Pours outWarm and brewedFrom the potInto the expectant gobletWaiting impatientlyLike a tired mind Crystals of sweetBlend like magicInto the Juiceof dark bitter beandark brown fluidLooks pretty fine The aroma risesHarbinger of the tasteScales the chasmbetween the cup and lipOh that smelltriggers the mind The first siptastes like heavenCataputing me awayFrom the grimeI am pureContinue reading “Dark Coffee”
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Rear view mirror
In the rearviewLie memoriesBitter and sweet Beyond the mirrorlush meadows stretchwith possibilities to greet We move onWith our livesEach on a different street We had our moments togetherIt’s goodbye for nowWith promises to meet
Aakhon ka Kasur
ये आँखेंसब देखती हैक़सूर क्या इनका हैमन का शीशा हैजो बिखरा हुआ है कौन सी बातें हैंजो कहें हमजो अछी लगेंशब्दों का ज़ायक़ाकुछ बिगड़ा हुआ है सारा जहां ज़हन में हैक्यूँ फ़िज़ूलजमाने से ख़फ़ा हैंमन का चश्मा हैजो ज़रा पोशिदा है
I am home
The house stood tallProud and elegantLike it’s been waiting The swing watchedQuite and staticLike it’s been waiting The porch extended its armpainted freshly redDressed elaborately to receive The demon face smilesVainly trying to scareGrossly unable to deceive The furniture sits calmlySure of us to sit with themYet a bit impatient The calendar marks the dateCrossingContinue reading “I am home”
Place in my heart
There is a placein my heartWhere love hurts Lurks in the depthsSometimes hiddenSometimes it erupts Not in wordsNor in sightHas no end, and no start I am alone thereIt’s my spaceTucked deep in my heart
The dream of Democracy
The dream of democracyUtopian it may be,but full of hope… it is. Many voicesthrough one,a dream it may bebut full of hope… it is Virtuous leader emergeReflecting the voicesChaotic fairness it may be,but full of hope… it is Power to the peopleThrough the will of peopleFor the wish of the peopleIdealistic it isbut full ofContinue reading “The dream of Democracy”
The din would stop
The din would stopThe clamour would ceaseIn the calm that followsYou will find me And when you doPromise me you shallBe true in what you doTrue in what you be For what you areIs because of meFor what you must beis what they see You will recogniseI haven’t changedIn the changing timesI have remained SteadfastContinue reading “The din would stop”
Khwabon ka zayaka
ज़ायक़ा शायदवैसा ही होगाजैसा चखा थाउन महकते ख़्वाबों में बदन की ख़ुशबूमन की महकजुड़ से गए हैंइन सिसकती साँसों में असल और ख़्वाबमें फ़रकथोड़ा धुंधला गया हैइन उलझे ख़यालों में भूल गया हूँक्या सच है क्या ख़्वाब हैमगन हूँ में बसउन साँचे एहसासों में एक निवाला प्यार काशिद्दत से चखा हैअसल का तो पता नहींशायदContinue reading “Khwabon ka zayaka”
Gliding on happiness
Wind staying freeIn the warm sunny sunRetaining the chill My heart followsWandering like windFree in Will I glideUntouched by groundThe road tries too Music playsMountain and trees danceThey hear them too My eyes reflect the blueI am shadedBy the blue skies I am on the wayAll have lined up alongThey wave goodbyes
Albatross sails
The albatross sailsover the stormy seaFrom the lofty heightsstorm is a spectacle to see The feathers flutterthe icy winds opposeBut it flies calmFocussed on the purpose it knows The keen eyes searchFor food belowIt flies highSometimes it swoops low To find something to eat,And some in the beak to storeTo feed the hungry little mouthsWaitingContinue reading “Albatross sails”
My Tales Within 