Dream lofty dreams, and as you dream, so you shall become. Your vision is the promise of what you shall one day be; your ideal is the prophecy of what you shall at last unveil.

Sunday, March 6, 2016

Being Vicious…


Let their love touch you and their charm embrace you,
As one doesn’t have a choice but just let it be,
Let the exultant sensation tap your soul,
Just let them within,
Though they adieu without a note but just leave,
Even though there’s no return and no anticipation,
Even if you don’t see them again just let them be now,
Though it’s a person or creature or a thing to perish,
Coz shutting doors, building walls, assembling fences,
Will make you in boundaries, and hedge you within,
It won’t damage them anyway,
Be insensitive, be selfish, anyway;
It’s much needed.

Sunday, February 28, 2016

Lost and found…


This is so unruffled now;
A variable string of loosing and finding;
Some undying and some to be momentary;
Originally was glum and gloomy;
At times ecstasy and delightful;
The cause is so irrational; it just is the myth 
or a moment of affairs.
It’s fruitless to ponder;
But fate is tough and so am I, now;
It brings an unwavering bliss in being even;
An elation that’s a convention today;
Loosing and finding is a piece of existence;
That’s in pink of appreciation;
Till it doesn’t again tremble…

Sunday, August 9, 2015

दीवारों से रिश्ते....

जाने कैसा रिश्ता जुड़ गया
उन दीवारों से ;
जिन्हे छोडक़र हम चल दिए नंगे पैरों से
उन यादों से जो मेरी ही नहीं
किसी और की तन्हाईयों से
रिश्ता जोड़ती हैं;
उन आँखों से, जो  देखना  चाहती हैं इन निगाहों को
उन प्रश्नों से जिनके जवाब लब नहीं दे पाते
उस अपनेपन से जिसे कभी न
चाहा था अपनापन दिखाना
और भी था बहुत कुछ
रिश्ता जोड़ने को...
सोचा सँजो कर रखेंगे रिश्तों को जो थे पास में
पर जाने क्यों रोता हैं मन याद करके नयों को
सबकी यही विडंबना, आस्मां छूने की;
जो तन्हाई देती है, एक पल को
 और फिर वही
जाने कैसा रिश्ता बन जाता है;
नयी दीवारों से ....

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

ह्रदय के तार जब हुए छिन्न तार...

मन हुआ कुछ लिख दूं आज मैं,
ह्रदय के तार जब हुए छिन्न तार
पर जाने क्या था मकसद, शायद
शब्दों का अनशन,
या टूटे हुए शब्द,
मानस मे द्वंद,
कोई भय,
सोचा क्यों छाप देता है मनुष्य,
अपने अंतस्त को इन कोरे काग़ज़ों पर,
अपने मन की परछाईयों को
दूसरी की से मिलाने को या
सागर की लहरों को शांत करने को,
क्यो करता है वो इस दिखावे का ढोंग,
क्या इससे आत्माएँ बदलती हैं?
मनुष्य मे सवेदना भाव जाग्रत होते हैं?
या सिर्फ़ आत्म संतुष्टि...
गर बदलती होती कोई उत्पत्ति तो,
लिख दो आज अपनी गाथा..
गर समझे कोई इस हृदय को,
तो पिरो दो शब्दों की माला,
मैं नही यहा कुछ कहने को,
मैं नही यहा परिवर्तन करने को..
बस......
मन हुआ कुछ लिख दूँ आज मैं,
ह्रदय के तार जब हुए छिन्न तार...

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

IT WAS WORTH WAITING..



A second was like ages never passing by,
Still things kept me waiting,
Sometimes I felt harmful,
The other times disapproving…
But time kept me waiting for the bliss that was the way through,
It made me feel its harmony now and then,
Giving me release the little pain within;
thinking of the ultimate happiness of prospect
The time is easy and calm
It is as good as a future thought that says “those were the days”
One can’t ask for more;
If this is just a glimpse of such an ecstasy of time,
Then what would be the veracity
Days pass by and so are the seconds,
N yeah it was worth waiting…

Bubbles...



With the wink of an eye they come and go,
Those soft and shiny fads
I remember those bright colours and shiny tinge
That smirks me and those melancholies too
This time those happiness seems
more than those joys,
they are so blissful now
They make sense today,
making things apparent...

Yes, those delicate impressions,
Make a world in me, of ecstasy
Making me brighter and shimmered,
And giving me strength when they
seem gloomy,
But appear to make a way out,
And if they don’t, they gratify themselves
But make a resolution...

Those momentary things win me today
With my head high,
before divine,
without any repent,
as my dreams are forever,
and those bubbles
hold a part of this story...

Thursday, June 21, 2012

I don't wonder why...


It goes for reasons
But I have no reasons
To wonder why,
There are smiles around
As It’s always new,
New love,
New happiness
New beginnings
New fortunes,
Everyday
And I don’t wonder why,
The smile is always inimitable,
They are there
To always give
The wonders and joy,
Supporting every footsteps
So spiritual it is
And I am still not amazed
Or wonder why,
There is always a chance to feel heavenly,
To be divine
And turn my whole world around,
To feel the beautiful love,
And have faith
And I don’t wonder why,
It always happens
To feel majestic
And noble
Feel proud to be,
The one I wanted,
To love and to be loved
But I don’t wonder why,
I smile so blissfully....