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Ladder on the plane
Ladders are fixed on the aeroplane There is a queue to board Everyone rushes beyond me I stay rooted in the moment I don’t want to go
Dangling on a wire
HeadphonesConnected through the slender wirePlaying the strokesof slender fingerson piano tilesblack and white Played long in the pastthe eyes close shutAnd the aeroplane meltsThe clouds rush inAnd all that is leftIs the dangling wireWith pouring music
In the flying sky above
Yes, the land was visible, clear From the flying blue sky, And the floating white clouds, everything, as clear as thatA little familiar, a little strange, what name did we keep?by what name did we call? Yes I faintly remember, it was something like thatIt eluded mejust when I remembered When we would be closerMaybeContinue reading “In the flying sky above”
Udta hoon uchayion mein
हाँ नज़र आईवो ज़मीनउड़ते आसमान सेउन बादलों सेसाफ़ साफ़, सब कुछ थोड़ी पहचानीथोड़ी अजनबी सी लगीक्या रखा था नामकिस नाम से थी पहचानहाँ, ऐसा ही था कुछ ज़ुबान पे आते आते वो रह गयाजब पास पहुँचेंगे तो शायदयाद आएगाहर एक रस्ता, हर एक मंज़िलऔर वो सब कुछ फिर सोचेंगेउस ज़मीन पर रखें पाओंकी फिर सेContinue reading “Udta hoon uchayion mein”
Toh aur kya hai?
समय की बदलती रेत पर ठंडी लहरों का खेल मेरे गालों पर, ये तुम्हारी, ग़ुस्ताख़ उँहलियाँ नहीं तो और क्या है नरम धूप से पिघलती ओससुबह सुबह नींद से भरी ये तुम्हारी, वो आँखें नहीं तो और क्या है ये महकती हवाजो मुझे मदहोश कर दे ये तुम्हारी, गरम साँसें नहीं तो और क्या हैContinue reading “Toh aur kya hai?”
This new day I met at Sunrise
This dayI want to tryfor the first timeit’s brand newand we just met at sunrise
The God’s Whisper
Who sets the palateWho mixes the coloursWho holds the divine brushTo paint this wonderful pictureIn the splashOf colours Lies the speckOf creationIf the pixel is so divine How great would bethe complete pictureThe colouris in the eyesAnd the mind divineOnly those willing to stop and witnessCan hear The God’s whisper
Red Blue and Yellow
Red blue and yellowon the black tar of lifestreaks flow of white blur
Moving road stretch
The moving roadtake the swaying trees alongI watch rootedThrough the unmoving windowof the speeding car And a racing mindI watch As they move pastBehind, to the pastTo the road I travelledOn this speeding carAnd a wishful heartI watchthe views I hadand the destinations I have travelled beyondOn this speeding carAnd the ambitious eyesThere, I knowTheyContinue reading “Moving road stretch”
My Tales Within 