है ज़रूरत मुझेमुझसे ज़्यादा तुम अगर हो चुनना कभी तो मेरा पहला तुम धड़कन, साँसे दे एहसास जीने का मेरे होने की मिसालसबसे पहला तुम
Tag Archives: purpose of life
I am awake
I sleep I dream I do whatever I want … I wake up I forget I am dreaming I do whatever is right
Shoonya
Passengers in a flight
The flight Took to air Straining … Soaring above the clouds It weighed heavy … Laden by People Possessions Relationships Memories Desires Fears and Hopes … Inside, each occupied an assigned seat In the sky, up in the clouds Only an aeroplane was seen
Beyond the final checkout counter
So many things That I like I asked, if I can carry them all? Across and beyond the final checkout counter I paid for them, after all! It says, you can leave empty handed, There is no other option, That’s all! And the things, you carry and the money you hoard It just stays hereContinue reading “Beyond the final checkout counter”
All, that is me
There is good in me That peeks and yearns to be seen There is bad in me That seeks To cast shadow on the screen It’s not that the good, is what is me And the bad, is not me It’s just that what I choose to keep, Is all that is Me
Kai saal guzar gaye
उसी मंदिर की घास पर बैठे,नंगे पाओं।सर झुकाए इबादत मेंकई साल गुज़र गए । छोटे पाओं बड़े हो गयेदिल मगर सिकुड़ गये।दिल खोल के हंसेकई साल गुज़र गये । फ़र्श साफ़ सुथरा हैशायद पहले से महँगा।नंगे पाओं चलेकई साल गुज़र गये । है रास्ता वहीकदम चले सोच समझ केबेख़ौफ़ दौड़ेकई साल गुज़र गये । हैContinue reading “Kai saal guzar gaye”
Jana kahan hai
किस ओर जाना हैखुद जनता नहीं ।जिस तरफ़ कारवाँ चलाउस तरफ़ चल पड़ा हूँ मैं।
Beyond the river
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
Tree Stands Tall
Tree stands tallwhere the seed fellrooted to the groundThere lies it’s existence Roots dig deeperNourishing the growing treeBinding it to the spotThere lies it’s existence Wind brought the seedRain drops buried itTree had no roleThere lies it’s existence Wind that brought itTries to take it placesTree stays, heavily rootedThere lies it’s existence It is rootedStuckContinue reading “Tree Stands Tall”
