The Sky turns crimson
Mirroring hues of my mind
The eyes are red too
Dark clouds are laden with tears
Raindrops will pour out tonight
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I feel the sky takes the colour of your mind. The weather is just an expression of your inner climate
What do you think?
Who decides,
the next moment
Does it wait for me
Or do I seek?
When do I exit
the past
and enter the present
I wonder?
If I do move
from the past
to the present,
what do I traverse?
From the past
to the destination
That is now
Where do I exist?
Does that journey
in between
go without noticing
As if in a sleep?
That state between
the then and now
Is the place
Beyond then and now.
I have left the last one
I can see the next moment
In between lies
An abyss wide and deep.
here I pause
In between the moments
For a little while
That’s where is forever.
किस ओर जाना है
खुद जनता नहीं ।
जिस तरफ़ कारवाँ चला
उस तरफ़ चल पड़ा हूँ मैं।
Just in time
With the sun
Or some time
a bit before
I rise
From a blissful sleep
Or sometimes
a tumultuous one
Meeting the day
Fresh
Or sometimes
a bit groggy
Off the bed
With purpose
Or sometimes
Just laying down
A cup of coffee
a moment staring at window
or sometimes
Hitting the snooze
Its another day
We just met
I think we like each other
It would be fun
एक शाम गुज़री
साथ ख़ुशी के
बहुत हंसे
ठहाके लगा के
लायी एक तोहफ़ा
एक मुस्कुराहट
एक हँसी
ख़ुशी अपने आँचल में छिपा के
कई बातें कही
कुछ उसकी सुनी
कहा सिर्फ़ जो अच्छा लगे
बाक़ी सब मन में छिपा के
गरम हाथों से छुआ
दिलों की गहराइयों को
बैठे साथ साथ जो
हाथों में उसका हाथ लेके
एक नमी सी महसूस की
मुस्कुराहट के पीछे
ग़म की परछाईं दिखाई दी
जाने जो लगी, ख़ुशी यूँ मूड के
एक शाम गुज़री
साथ ख़ुशी के
बहुत हंसे
अपना ग़म छिपा के
In my mind
Came a Worrying thought
I said hello
It said hello too
It stayed an uncomfortable minute
Then started to move
I let it go
My mind was empty
Quietly waiting
For the happy thought
Which was a bit late
I waited
In silence
And
In that silence
I met bliss
The oar moves
Rhythmically
Propelling the boat
Oarsman is the traveller
He is the fuel
Boat stays in the river
The oar too
Oarsman moves to the shore
Beyond the boat
Beyond the river
Possessions
My belongings
Can’t let go
They posses me too
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फिर अजनबी हैं
मुलाक़ात का
मौक़ा ढूँढेंगे
जान पहचान का
बहाना ढूँढेंगे
वो सहमी नज़र,
उस मुस्कराहट का
इशारा ढूँढेंगे
नयी दोस्ती है
मोहब्बत का नया
फ़साना ढूँढेंगे
There must be a memory
which you don’t remember
There must be a ‘present’ in the past
That you never lived
They lie there
Beyond your reach
In the opposite direction
Of the arrow of time
But this step
Is where you stand
Real and now
Is where the moment waits
The stairs go up
to the stars in your eyes
C’mon take the step
And pick up the stride
Yes it’s within reach
Just need to jump and grab
There no other moment than this one
Where there is a full life to be lived
The life lived
Is a string of memories
I am making a necklace
Will not miss a single pearl
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