Poem – Page 7 – My Tales Within

Cooling the Orange Sun #haiku

The trap of the screen

The screen flashed And the phone chimed Illuminating the ceiling For that brief moment Setting the insomniac mind thinking Wondering who could that be? And what could it be? An unnecessary thought But unstoppable nevertheless Gnawing the edges of the brain Till the skull felt the scratch And then it was unavoidable The phone wasContinue reading “The trap of the screen”

Festival to be Happy

है त्योहार, खुश होने का बाक़ी रसम फ़िज़ूल हैं मुस्कुराहट जो भर दे दिलों में, वो सही बाक़ी रिश्ते फ़िज़ूल है It’s a festival to be happy The rest of the rituals are in vain The smile that fills the heart is enoughother relationships are in vain

Travel beyond (Bas chalna Hai)

मुड के देखा तो हसीन नज़ारे देखे क्या छोड़ आया हूँ क्या अब आगे है जो छोड़ आया हूँ अच्छा था जैसा भी था सच्चा था एक सफ़र है मंज़िल नहीं किसको पहुँचना बस मुझे चलना है

Cloak of a clingy parasite

“Borrowed bright green cloak From a clingy parasite Looks like it’s own cloth” The clingy parasite will wither and fall. And then would remain the bare nakedness We wear and feed our borrowed cloaks the entire life, to eventually find the liberating nakedness

Ab hamesha tak (now forever)

पूरी तरह से मुकम्मल रूह तक जोमहसूस किया है वैसा एहसास है शुक्र ज़िंदगी का जो तेरा साथ है वहीं सेउस लम्हे से शुरू अब हमेशा तक फ़रक अब नहीं रहा दो जिस्मों में फिर भी, जी उठता हूँ जब भी, मेरे हमदमतुमने छुआ है

Beauty here…is a need

They bloom In bright colours A part of nature Of the grander divine scheme Not to pretend Nor to wear the mask Just to be attractive Just a simple need And in that way of things They are beautiful

Co-passengers of a while

I met themTravelled togetherSpoke and heard those moments we sharedI knew a part of themA part of me they knewWe knew each other Our selves we bared A coincidence it wasA chanced meetingNot something we planneddestiny got us pairedmemories remained Contacts were lostLike scribbles on sand With familiarity, both were scared To be strangersIt feltContinue reading “Co-passengers of a while”

Take a Backseat

Sometimes One must take a backseatBit messyNot particularly neatWatching the traveled path Roll out through the rear windowReflecting on the pastAnd not worrying of the futureWatching the sun Peek through the passing treesShading the half open eyesSleepy but not tiredHands free, Off the steering, but insteadfolded on the resting neckSupporting the relaxed headLegs on theContinue reading “Take a Backseat”

Safar, muskurate hue guzarega

मिलने चलेअपने दोस्त से सफ़र यूँ ही मुस्कुराते हुए गुज़राहै दिल के क़रीब वो दोस्त है, भाई सा खून के रिश्तों से खराबैटकर बातें होंगी कुछ दोहरायी हुई और कुछ नयी कहने को है बहुत साराख़ुशियों का जश्न होगा नाचेंगे, हो के मस्त गाने भी गायेंगे कुछ सुर में, कुछ बेसुरा कई दिन हुए मिलेContinue reading “Safar, muskurate hue guzarega”