Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Dew Drop

Sparkling dew drop
I fancy you
Reflecting the twinkle of the sun
Giving me a glimpse of me
Till u cum undone

Sparkling dew drop
I wish i was you
Balancing on leaves
As they shake with the morning breeze
Hanging on to belief

Sparkling Dew drop
I am not you
But yet we are alike
I'm just balancing on a different leaf
Till I cum undone...

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Burning Bridges

I turned my back
Started the walk with no regrets
The bridge burned
I had set it on fire
Now my feet stumble
You were the only one
I had ,
Who was mine,my True Friend.
then why did I burn it all down??
Truth can be deceiving
life without u can't be worth living
I wanted no chains around me
Your embrace I did not see
Was too busy choosing the right knife
to cut my soul deep

I feel the heat
but I dont dare look back
Is this guilt setting in?
What have I done?
I'm burning the bridge of life
I'm burning my friend alive.

No!! I turn back...
I'll do whatever it takes
to rebuild this bridge of life
The only road I know
points right back to you
Who do I have besides you?

How did I ever choose to burn you?

The tears from my eyes
quench the thirst of the flames
The smoke clears and I stare away
The bridge has fallen
But a plank remains...

I run across to your open arms
The burnt bridge has become my way..

I wonder why
You still stood to see me return
You kept the plank when all the wood burnt
Was I even worth this second chance
Was I even worth another glance
I cant believe my mind
Everyone failed me
Yet you remained
I cut you deep and scarred you with burns
Your love never ceased,
It just wanted me to return

I was running to set myself free
I was burning bridges
Was burning what was left of me
Your bridge I could have never burnt
Cause I never helped build it, I never had tried
You built it...you first walked over to me
Illogical,unreal,Love personified
I wonder why
You still stood to see me return
You kept the plank when all the wood burnt..

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

'Stream'

"Please stop!"she cried
banging her head on the wall
"i give up..i just want a way out"
Blood flows down
it trickles..cold
why doesnt anything seem warm now?
the sun,the light,the blood?
"you knew didnt you?"
why hurt the wall now?
Why cause it to be stained with blood
Why accuse?why blame?
Some spaces can never be filled
they are meant to be void
go on let it all out
who's listening?who cares if you're hurt or not?
The wall? ha!
It feels no more
Its already has its share
nails,rods,stains and scars
damage beyond repair
"im not accusing,i dont blame"
i just wish i could change
Change!ha!
Look at you!
Blood has already trickled down
It has found its path
Its a stream now,it has stained the wall.
"Why me?" good question!
Shut up and get to work!
Clean up the mess!get rid of the stains..

I stop now....
I stopped the stream too
no blood,no mess,no stains
"Please Stop!" "help"
what is it now??!!

I cant help it...
The scar remains...

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

'You'

A stranger with an accustomed embrace
A warm candle with a heated flame
Flesh knit with stone
Part of me but unknown

A mistake I love to make
A risk I love to take
A regret I'll never have
A familiar stretch on an unfamiliar path

You're there you're not
You're a battle being fought
You Live I live
You forget I forgive

You are who you are
and so am I
Is it You? Is it me?
Lets give it a try

Look at me..yes!you over there
oh come on dont pretend
right there on that chair!
Strange as you are
You are real
Holding Secrets
You've learned to conceal
Come on over
Lets get Introduced
Have our thoughts diffused
You and I
Me and you
There's no difference
Between the two
Stare away....
You're my reflection
And I just named you...
...'You'

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

'Shaken'

I had bills to pay,
Had a girl to meet
stepped out of work
to the rush in the street
Little did i know
What was in store
Now i lie in a heap
all mangled and sore
They say a bomb exploded
and i am dead now
My girl will wait forever
what happened?how?

6pm news
thats when i heard
u alright honey?
i've been so scared
Am glad ur alive
let me ring the others too
I dont want this day
to carry any sad news

I'm seated here
they picked me off the road
I was supposed to catch a bus
but i dont know if i will anymore
Blood and dust,chaos reigns
Im still trying to guess
if its me or my remains

You called and then i knew
Whats happening? whats going on?
I wonder for a while
but soon fades the sense of alarm
Me and my world has not been struck
Those are still 'others' bodies
They are carrying in the truck

Am just glad I've made it home
My city shook with blasts
A new shape...hatred has adorned
But soon this will be
Another accident, just a memory
How easy it is
Just to be worried about 'my world'
check if its alright
while someone else's crumbles to the earth?

My world, your world..
wonder when it will be ours
Wonder when i will actually feel
The pain in 'our ' scars
wonder when i will look beyond
a colour,a face or a god
Wonder when 'fighting for world peace'
will start to sound odd..

I wonder as I get up
and get back to my feet
I missed the blast..
I wonder what did 'they' achieve?
I'm still alive
Was it not my turn yet?
I wonder as I walk home..
I wonder if 'they' will regret...

Friday, September 12, 2008

" It's September "

Its september...
Summer is slowly fading out
The season is all set for a change
It'll soon be family time for the trout

The old oak on the hilltop waits
Soon it will be his turn
As the meadows change their colours
He'll adorn his new shape

Its september
Months have passed me by
The season is ready to embrace the change
And so am I

I dont think I can compare
With the mighty oak as he waits
But I sure have started shedding my leaves
My soul is now willing to share

Its September
I'm so glad you've come
The season has brought you with it
And my heart has finally succumbed

My Pitcher, My world inside,
Is ready to come alive
You've opened up the lid,theres no stopping now
It's september after all....I no longer can hide

Its september...
Summer has faded out
The sun now shines in my eyes,
And the monsoon's finally gone
It's september
Am out of my hideout...

It's september...

Friday, August 29, 2008

'The Play'

Wish i was just part of an audience watching all this unfold
Wish it was just a character already set in a mould
But is life that simple? Can emotions be tamed?
Can i say this is what i choose to feel and it's going to remain the same??

But my stage is alive! I change i do
I sit at the edge of my chair! I laugh! I cry in solitude!
I say I dont believe in love but breathe it all the time
I say I love peace but then commit my own secret crimes

Is it just me who is confused in a world of thoughts?
Is it just me who seems to be stuck in the same plot?
Is my plot changing or am i being changed by it?
Am i feeling what i feel or is it just a way that i feel?

I struggle to understand should i take this step or should i step back
I hear different voices say "this and not that!"
But this is life isnt it?
How can it be rehearsed?
How can i already know? How can I be sure?

Right now i just sit as the stage unfolds
Its the part where love is desperately shaking my stronghold
What will I do? What will i say?
Will love find me or will my heart be thrown away?
Wish i had sheets of dialogues that I could look through
wish i could give you a sneak preview...

But Ha!! Life's not a stage and I am no actor
Am just a struggling writer who's fed up of the mystery factor
I'll wait..I'll watch like i have always done before
Who knows...??
I may be the next best seller at your favourite bookstore!!

Monday, August 11, 2008

Rango ki Pehchaan

Baarish ki Boondh si
Khilti kiran si
Lehro ki tu hain masti
Ya udthi patang si
Indradhanush ke rango ki jaan
Indradhanush si teri pehchaan
Sej pe rakh du
Nihare sab tujhe
Nahi rahe ab koi kona
Unchua tere rang se

Par rang nahi hain ab hain aasu tere
Behto jo baarish ki boondh se
Aasmaani rang ab padh gaye pheeke
Cheen liya ab ujjala kiran se
Bikhar gayi leher takra ke pathar se
Berang saji ab rango ki dukaan main

Gir jaane do baarish ko
Bheege sari dharti
Andhere pad jaane do
Ab rahegi meri roshni
Rang mera hain bus mera
Na ghulega is baarish se
Mera rang to ghula hain
Us neele aasmaan main..


The first verse is also used in the poem " Pehchaan"

Friday, August 8, 2008

'Those Eyes'

This is for all those men who watch women being eve teased,assaulted or exploited and still choose to stay quiet! I don't know what goes on in your minds when you watch....I just wish that you would someday understand what it feels like to be brought down from "being God's reflection' to Just a 'cheap fun object'!!
I hope some day you would understand....


I felt a shiver run down my spine
When those eyes happened to cross mine
Those eyes that had questions
unspoken,no words
Those eyes that questioned
My inner world

Why didnt I vanish?
Why Didn't I disappear?
Why am I so very often
Caught unaware?
Why did those eyes have to look into mine?
Why did they question
All that was on my mind?

Why am I even thinking about those eyes?
That's their plight!Whats the surprise?!
Manhood,Power,Strength and me
Thats what I want those eyes to see!!

But yet I know they travel deep
Questioning my depth and insecurities
Is that what gives you a high?
My eyes full of tears
When they could have been dry?

You could have stood up and been a real man
Who was willing to try and said I can
Thats True strength,true 'manhood' to me
That in your helplessness
you would be ready to fall with dignity.

But I stood there as I stand now
Those eyes look out and ask why?
Is it so hard to get that I am HUMAN??
Not a Desirable 'OBJECT',But a WOMAN?!

I have no answers,I cant say why
My concience pricks me
But I move on with a sigh
Maybe next time I'll do what I can
Maybe next time.....
I'll try being a MAN!!

'Pehchaan'

Baarish ki boondh si
Khilti kiran si
Lehro ki masti
Ya udthi patang si
Indradhanush ke rango ki jaan
Indradhanush si teri pehchaan
Sej pe rakh du
Nihare sab tujhe
Nahi rahe ab koi kona
Unchua tere rang se

Par rango go na main
Banaoon apni pehchaan
Shakti aur rang ka kaise karlu mel?
Vijeyta bus main hoon!
Kyunki mera hain ye khel!

Tu Baarish hi sahi
Par baadal main hoon tera
Tu Chahe khula aasmaan
Par rahega pehra mera!

Ye Pehre na ho
Tho kahaan ka main raja?
Meri khokli randneeti ko
Kaise poora kar paata?
Khokla! Dara Hua! Kamzor ! Pareshaan!
yeh hain....
Meri Mardaani pehchaan!!

Sunday, July 20, 2008

'Worship'

lord as I step into your presence today
let everything else just fade
Let me not be emotionally swayed
Be happy coz my favourite song is played
May I be consumed ,my praise be raised
As I fall facedown and stand amazed
..The LORD in ALL HIS GLORY!!
Can you imagine that??!
And yet foolishly how ignorant I have sat
Because as always never did I ask,
"Father were you pleased?"
I'm just always bothered about how
others make me feel!
let me really MEET You today..
let the 'ME' today ....
..fade...In this
"Celebration of GRACE"

Thursday, July 10, 2008

'Tasveer'

Bandish na rakhiye koi
Afsana bana lijeye
Dhalti raat ke sahare hi sahi
Jugnu ko dost bana lijeye
Darthe hain aap rang se?
Dharthe hain ki daag lag jayenge?
Arre din nikalte hi ye rang
Tasveero main badal jayenge
Par purani tasveero ka kya?
Un kale safed yadon ka kya?
Ankhon main bhar lo unhe Aye dost!
Dhoop ki kiran padthe hi..
woh bhi rang jayenge!

Chal tu aaj ek nayi dagar
Nahi baandh ab apne maan ko
Le rang bhar...
Bhar ke kar le haatho ko gila
Ab bana..bana daal
Indradhanush sa..
Apna Naya Savera

'Hands'

I see a hand at work
It colours the sky and plants the waves of the sea
I see a hand at work
It heals and makes the blind see
I see a hand at work
It breaks the bread and feeds
I see a hand at work
It takes a basin and a towel and washes feet
I see a hand at work
Blood flowing out coz a nail has stuck it to the tree
I see wounded hands at work
Embracing a sinner like me
I see wounded hands at work
Gently touching and moulding me
I see wounded hands at work
Wiping away my tears,never leaving me..

I See your hands.... and... I look at mine
Just props of emotional expression
Love with a handshake and a punch in a fight
But I see your wounded hands and i cant help but shout...
Lord I thankyou....
Because of your wounded hands
I now stand out!

'Barsaat'

Kyun Daba lu in ehsaaso ko,
Kyun Udne na du inhe
Kya Saza hain inki
Kya Haq nahi inhe

Baarish ki boondh kya poochti hain
Kis ki chath par giru
Woh tho Nidar barasti hain..
Bus girne ki lekar aarzoo
kya galat kiya maine agar pyaar kar liya?
Kya galat kiya maine agar dil dukha liya?

Kya jawaab du main ab..
Kya khoya...kya paya...

Jab main apna sab kuch
Is bay mausam ki barsaat main bhiga aya.....
Bhiga aya...

Friday, June 13, 2008

'My Debut'

Its a crazy feeling...
and it comes and it goes
one moment you're there and the other
am not too sure
Its a wild chase and I long to know
what the end's gonna be
Tied up? locked down?
or absolutely free.....!!

They say you love me
but your scared to believe
I feel your definition of love
is not sumthing that anyone can percieve.
It's like a drama that's fully..,rehearsed in your head
U cum play your part and leave me impressed
But for me all this....everything...is true!!!
For me...u...me..and love
have made our DEBUT!!

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

'Illzaam'

Samah aur shabd kabhi dete hain saath
kabhi chod pakad lete doosro ka haath
Hamare daaman main abhi.
Na hain koi shabd na geet
Shayad baarish ke jharoke se ud gaya sangeet
Ab kis ko kahe ye aap ki hain galti
Jab hum se hi hamari ye zindagi nahi sambhalti...
Na shabd na samay na mauka na kaam
Na majboori,na prerna,na dil-e-naadaan..
Ab kis kis pe ungli uthaye..
Kis kis ko kare badnaam....
Chodo chalo...
Liya humne apne sir
Ab phir.........ek aur illzaam
Ek aur Illzaam.....
.........Ek aur Illzaam.....

Saturday, May 17, 2008

'I'

What would I have been if I was just an I
No one to share with,dream with, or just ask Why??
What would I have been if not for Christ?
An empty I,Incomplete,a sorry sight
He's made us one and changed the I
We're a team,HIS team
It's US now,for the I has died....

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

'Nasha.....'

Duniya yeh nayi
Rango se saji
Bina dor main ud chala
Roko na mujhe
Tumko kya pata
Khoobsurat hain ye 'nasha'
Ye 'nasha'

Jis muthi main tha ye jahaan
Us muthi ne liya ye 'nasha'
Jhoomti thi zameen
Ghoomta aasmaan
Bina dor main ud chala
Duniya wo nayi
Pyaar se bhari
Halka main halka ho gaya
Ho gaya
Ye 'Nasha'...

Rango main tha main bas gaya
Mera bhi phir rang dhul gaya
Ab ghoomta tha main
Dhoondtha tha main
Jeene ka bas ek hi mukaam
Udna tha mujhe
Bina dor ke
De do bus mujhe
Ye 'nasha'

Ab cut ke gir gayi meri patang
Pheeke pad gaye saare rang
Chutti Duniya
Tooti Duniya
Bus main akela reh gaya
Bistar pe pade
Ab Sochta hoon main
Kyun maine tha liya
Ye 'nasha'
Haan ye.....'NASHA.....'



Am sure people have different reasons for doing things....and I will never know why people make the choice of doing drugs....I dont know how it feels?,What drives people to it?,Why they would give up everything just for a moment?,Why choose to gift themselves a slow painful death,Why??
I would never know......
I Guess maybe..its just an escape route to fly away into another land....another place...full of freedom and love and colours and everything nice....
But then.....the chemical reaction in you stops,fades away.....and then it's too late!!
Don't kill yourself.....your're too precious and wonderfully made to be broken down by chemicals!!..

Monday, April 21, 2008

'The Interview'

Seems like the whole world's getting married!
And man!! What a task!!

Its such a pain for me...

Now How is that??! You would ask?!

Well well....so heres how it goes
Every other aunty and every concerned 'dost'
Conducts an interview (general concern talk) to see how am doing!
Girl at my age not married!! problem brewing!!
You better look out and keep your eyes wide open
otherwise all the good ones will be stolen!!

"Bichari ladki,koi proposal hi nahi
Kitni honhaar bus time theek nahi"
Time and tide wait for none
Kuch kar ladki warna ban jaogi nun!!
Umar nikal jayegi and then what??
kaise katagi zindagi without support!!"

Arrey GIVE ME A BREAK!! U GUYS!!

Honi hogi tho ho jayegi
Bus stop the interview now
Stop making me feel like I have a disease
And I diliberately dont want it cured!
Apne din yaad athe honge mujhe dekh kar
sochte honge...jaldi se kat jaye..iske bhi par!!

Wait with me and see how the story unfolds
You might be amazed or you might just get bored
So keep your comments and concerns till then..
And those faces that you make when u ask me "when??"

"God has someone in store for you
And He's going to come along.."
So!! give him a break too... you guys!
After all ,God's sending him,
so its a pretty long walk!!

Maana ki aap bahut concerned hain sabhi
Theek hain,Theek hain!
Interview le lena ab phir kabhi
But for right now?!!
NO 'CONCERN' PLEASE!! :)

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

"Shabd"

Likh nahi sakta main
Likh nahi pa raha...
Jaane shabd kahaan kho gaye
Kis naye nagar ki taraf woh ho liye

Khaada hu main
Gaon ke bus stop par
Bas ab aati hi hogi
Meri shabdo wali bus
Khaali sadak ,na dur tak awaaz
Bas ajeeb si nishabdtha aur meri lambi saanz

Rang phekhe,kagaz safed
Main jaise ek bin paatho ka ped
Sur khaali,sangeet adhura
Kaise karu in sapno ko ab pura...??
Bin shabdo ke ehsaas mare hue
Sapne hain...par bikhare hue..

Intezar karta hoon...bus stop par main
Kab ayagi,kab layegi
Naye rang ,naye abhinaye??

Afsos tab tak
Bin shabdo ke andhere sapne...
dekhta hoon main...

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

"Rang"

Sundar dharti,udtha pakshi
Aasman hain neela
Behta jharna,khilte phool
Suraj dekho peela
Anginath in rango main
Ek main bhi hoon ..haseena
Ranga jisne jahaan ko hain ranga mujhe bhi

Band karlu,aankh main apni
Dekh ke ye nazaare
Kaise kardu, andekha
Rang itne saare
Uske pyaar ke rango se
Mera hua mera hua savera
Rangta jo jahaan ko hain mera khuda bhi

Maanle ab,manle tu
Kiase tu bana hai
Hain khudajo,uski hum
Adbhud rachna hain
Maana maine maan liya
Main tera main tera...nageena
Rangta meri duniya jo hain mera khuda hi

Sunday, April 6, 2008

"Tera"

Tera....ab main tera prabhu
Tera...bus main tera prabhu
Tera..ab main tera prabhu..
Bus Tera...Bus Tera...

Chala ja raha tha main
In raston pe
Dooba ja raha tha main
Khali khwaabo main
Tune aakar thama hain
Mera haath...

Behte mere aasoon the
Hasi main chupe
Dard bhi apne the
Apno ke diye
Tune hi ab banaya hain
Apna...

Tera....ab main tera prabhu
Tera...bus main tera prabhu
Tera..ab main tera prabhu..
Bus Tera...Bus Tera...

Monday, March 31, 2008

"Winter"

I cant help but look
as you move on away
that life would be hard
and treat me this way
Its winter again
my blossoms are grey
This winter I think
is going to stay...

Truth and lies
Joy and pain
Happiness and sorrow
Loss and gain
Emotions I feel
Emotions I felt
Cut open by a knife so svelte...

You're gone now
What difference does it make
Summer rain or winter snowflakes
Its winter again
my blossoms are grey
This winter I think
is going to stay...

Thursday, March 27, 2008

'Can't stay away'

I cant keep away....I keep returning
Am going insane but I can't keep away
Am drowning in your love now
Am falling and getting up again
Am flying high and soaring in the sky
oh I can't keep away coz am so in love with you....

You are the sole satisfier
You're all that I need,my life's only meaning
Youre music to my soul,you're my symphony
I can't keep away am into deep
Your love will never be out of reach
I'll never be too far away coz am so in love with u...

How can I not feel,how can i stay away
How can I not express what i feel deep down
How can I not feel this love,this amazing grace
Oh I can't stay away....I can't stay away...

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

"Deewar aur main...."

Kuch baatein adhuri re jaati hain
Kuch raatein puri ho jaati hain
Deewaro ko dekh kar ruk na jaana tum
Dosti nibhani hain...nibhate rehna tum...

Bus kuch palo ka fark hai
Ise kehte hain waqt ka khel
Door khade tum aur hum haste hain
Aur samne...do ajnabiyo ka mel
Par...Deewaro ko dekh kar ruk na jaana tum
Dosti nibhani hain...nibhate rehna tum

Kehte hain sapno ko sapne rehne do
jab udan bhare,tho pankh kaat do
Pinjare ki khoobsurati ko hum na kabhi samjhe
Rakhte hain kuch log magar ghar main saja ke apne
Pinjare ki diwar dekh,ghabra na jaana tum
Dard ko surila saaz bana kar,ek nagma ga dehna tum....

Friday, February 22, 2008

"The Price..."

Am falling so deep I want a way out....
I hate this deafening wail that keeps following me around..
I can't breathe....I choke...
There again!! Did you hear that?? Again.....another piece broke!
Come out.....You're killing me inside..
Am a wreck....this is unbearable...
Didn't know I'd have to pay a price for being true
I will now...I have to..

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

'Impossibilities...'

You ask me to move on and leave everything behind
To forget whatever happened and turn new inside...,That's impossible!!!
Am not doubting you...but I laugh like Sarah did
Guess she too like me looked at you and then her own inabilities...
To laugh and not cry?To forget this world and just leave??
But then.... You are the God of Impossibilities

It's easy to hide a wound deep inside?? Should be..coz it's your own secret world
The keys to which only you have a hold .....
But you're asking me now to bring it all out,to lay it out in the open,
no questions,no answers,no doubts....
A wound left bare to be worked on??A wound left for all to see??
Well but then.....You are the God of Impossibilities...

They say the war has ended,the battle has been won
The victory parade has found a new way and is marching on
Why am I being choked then from the smoke that rises up behind?
Why do I feel numbness all over?Why do tears roll down my eyes?
But you're asking me not to change at the end of this war..
Not to remember?Not to feel? not to be Guilty?
But Then again...You are the God of Impossibilities....

I guess I've had enough now and so i'll stop my questioning
What's the point after all coz theres nothing left to win..
Here's what I have to give you after all i've said above
I'm done with struggling over...these feelings,emotions,and Love
But You ask me to Go on and fill in again all that is empty..
To fill them again when I am broken?To hide their ugliness behind their false beauty?
But Then I realize....You are the God of Impossibilities.....

Thursday, February 14, 2008

'Silence'

The Silence before and after the Storm continues,
Somehow the Storm does too
Conversations of this silent movie are playing in my head
But soon The Silence will silence them too
Am being Strangulated with a chord of words,
Numb and cold I let the Silence shriek....
Soon you'll gaze into my eyes and question this Silence..
and then....I'll let the Silence speak....

'Love'

A Hug,A Kiss,A Laugh,A Smile
A Touch,A Flower,A Moment,A Child
A Memory,A Picture,A Gift,A Cuddle
A Conversation,A Journey,A Bright colour,A Couple
A Walk,A Letter,A Card,A Poem
A Feeling,An Expression,An Emotion,A Freedom

Love may be this and much more for you....
For me It's...

The Pain,The Tears,The Spit,The Thorns,
The Whips,The Mockery,The Nails,The Scorn
The Lot,The Vinegar,The Gall,The Shouts,
The Hill,The Sinner,The Earthquake,The Blackout
The Betrayal,The Fall,The Cross,The End of Law,
The Grace,The Mercy,The Forgiveness,The Freedom
An Acceptance,A Saviour,A Father,An Eternal Kingdom
Unconditional,Neverchanging,Complete and Free...
Now that's what I call LOVE....That JESUS would Die just for ME!!

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Waiting....for my niece....

Am waiting to hear the chuckle that will follow my laughter
Am waiting to take our special walks together
Am waiting to answer your weird little questions
Am waiting to pour out all my love and affection

Am waiting to see your toothless smile
Am waiting to sing endlessly your favourite lullaby
Am waiting to see the bright sparkle in your eyes
Am waiting to run around and chase pretty butterflies

Am waiting to get lost in your made up stories
Am waiting to learn your simple life theories
Am waiting to get lost in your little arms
Am waiting to be used as your firearm

Am waiting coz the Good Lord has asked me to
He's shaping and forming and making you
Watching me wait HE chooses to smile
Coz in HIS perfect timing..You'll be here...The most awaited child!!

Sunday, February 10, 2008

'Awaaz'

Awaazo se hoon ghira hua
In main ek meri bhi hain
Jo pukarti hain tujhko Prabhu
Koi aur ab mera na hain

Is Duniya ne mujhe pehchaana nahi
Bheed main bhi hoon akela
Dard chupa kar hasta hoon
par aasoon tu dekhe mera

Koi na jaane mujhe
Bas ek tu hi hain mera
Awaaz meri ab sun le prabhu
Ye Das bus ab hain tera....

Saturday, February 9, 2008

'Mary in Martha's World'

Another day and another morning breaks
Bringing with it another bundle of chores
I get up and pray,"Lord how many more?
Do days like these,do I have to endure?"
Clothes to be washed and children to be fed
Seeing off to work the husband I have wed
A home to be cleaned and beds to be made
Food to be cooked and on the table laid

"Work just doesn't seem to get over", I grumble
"I never have time for myself", I continue to mumble
Just then am surprised at what I see
It's my reflection in the mirror staring back at me
Why does it seem like someone else standing there?
We're kind of similiar but still a mismatched pair.

"What's all the confusion about?", she asks
"Don't all the other women do the same tasks?
Do you remember this sunday your promise to the Lord
To spend more time with Him and His word?
How many sundays have gone by like this
But He's still waiting ,counting days without a miss
You've created a world which is so fast
You're so caught up in work,you've lost track...Alas!"

"God knows my heart!" I cry back aloud,
"I've missed so much I have no doubt
O Lord forgive me for keeping you at bay
I should have been at your feet,listening to whatever you say
I've been a true Martha in Martha's world
Lord make me the 'Mary' who's hungry for your word
I know it's going to be tough for me, But Lord I plead
Because you said to Martha,There's only one thing you need..
Let me too choose Like Mary what is better
So that I may sit at your feet..... forever....."

'The Bench'

We just sit here and watch the world go by,
The hustle,the bustle,the crowd nearby..
Feels like so many stories just walking around...
Some old rusted paperbacks,some neat leather hardbound.

We laugh and cry and talk and sigh,
We wouldn't care less if a star passed by...
There's so much to tell and so much to share
sometimes with words and sometimes just a silent affair..

Life has a way of getting back at us
And now i stare at the bench...empty..from the bus
I see you and me there,throwing back our heads in laughter
Discussing our lives and its different questions and answers

I can't help but stop and walk across
The bench embraces me and away fades the chaos
It's you,me and the laughter again.....everything comes alive
This is so real!! just can't be a film running from the Archives!!

Then just as sudden as it happened...I'm left alone
The bench and me and the world unknown
The sky opens up and am glad it's raining
Easy to hide these tearsand a heart thats aching

The Bench and me..we miss you being here
But I know we'll get together soon and not over several years
And just pickup with ease from where we left last
But till then i sit here...alone on our bench..reliving the past....

'Sometimes..'

Sometimes you don't need wide open spaces to run free
Sometimes you just want the silences to speak
Sometimes you need to breakdown to stand up again,
Sometimes all you need is tears to let go the pain...

Sometimes you need to gaze at the sky to realize you are so small,
Sometimes a baby's hand in yours will make you feel so tall..
Sometimes you need a goodbye to bridge the distance
Sometimes all you need to forget the past is just an instance....

Sometimes you need to give yourself a second chance
Sometimes somethings are worth another glance
Sometimes just a little touch can speak volumes
Sometimes it's better to have asked than to have assumed...

And then Sometime when you'll start wondering...
.....that time is standing still
Don't worry....with TIME....
Everything will heal...

'Miss u'

Feels kinda strange...maybe like a knot
Like you're pulling a string but it keeps getting caught.
The air around seems to be so grey
All the bright colours are off on a holiday!
I think I'll wash away this feeling so blue..
So I let this tear fall and hope that you're back soon
To help me paint pictures anew
As for now......
The knot,The air,The colour,The tear.....
And ME......
....are gonna miss U..!

'us'

Sunny afternoon and the two of us
U walk down and I take the Bus
Old memories and German words
Lunch is Chicken Strognoff and pasta with herbs
Frivolous chatter from the ladies nearby
We laugh to ourselves and let time fly...

Walk down to the bookstore to brouse around
On our way watch a reckless driver break some ground
Looked around but didn't get what I wanted
Instead was laughed at for being short heighted
Well we both wish by now to doze off to sleep
But you've got a job as of now to keep
So we walk back now,the two of us..
You walk down and I take the Bus...

'The Ceiling'

Spaces,silences,shapes on the ceiling,
Don't mean a thing till you give them wings and feelings
Let them fly with Thoughts and Dreams,
Paint pictures,let Characters scream!
Lie there and hold on to the strings..
Weave magical stories,You're the King!!!
Dress up as you like..
You've got shadows changing style
Liven the stage....Go On!! Entertain!!
Set Alive the stage with characters so fragile
Imagine! Dream!.....Dig a little deep and you'll find..

It's worth painting the ceiling
With stuff that's on your mind....

Friday, February 8, 2008

Siski...

Siski lene se pehle tu jaanta hain
Aur rota mere aasuwoh ke saath
Jab dil ka tutha hai koi tukda
Tu thamtha hain mera haath

Kaandhe pe sir rakh ke mera
bhar leta aaghosh main apni
Duniya na kabhi ise samjhegi
Par main jaanta hoon masih

Siski leta hoon main
Par aasoon tera girta kahin......

A New ME

Stare away! I'm unrecognizable
Broken away from things irreconcilable
My cast has changed , I've been moulded anew
I'm changing into something new

Shattered dreams,an achin heart
Hurt that tore my soul apart
Surrendered all and now I am free
Am changing into a new me

Lord,You are the change
You've set me free
Humbled by your Grace, O Lord,
You've made me a NEW ME....

'My Space'

Emptiness welcomes me home
I open the windows and the breeze flows
as usual they make good company
and leave me afresh
Staring out I wonder,"why don't i get lost too?"
The hustle,the bustle,the crowds,the craze,
Why do I have to return everyday to this familiar space??

I know these walls,they're crude and white
But they glow for me when i step inside
the ceiling opens up the sky and smiles
as i paint pictures on it for a while..
The windows open up the vibrant stage
and slowly the stories unveil...

The crowd may envelope me
But I still am alone
The hustle may engulf me
but I still groan alone
So I'd rather just share all my emptiness here
Because no matter what.....just like the others
These walls too wouldn't care!!!

Rain Inside

Teary eyed I look
seems like the world around fades
Grey skies and i can smell rain
Alas! it's rain inside.....

Must I take this road again?
Must I always have to loose?
I guess I forgot coz when i look down
My feet are in Gypsy shoes!

How much can I hold?
Oh! How can I all this remember?
But i know there'll be days
when i'll just have to think
and everything will just fall back together

The curtains will unfold
and the play will begin
Familiar faces and familiar scenes
I'll walk through those roads i've left behind
but now i'll have an audience where once it was I...

So I leave as I flip
another page of my Life
Whatever it may be
Wherever it will end
You.....My Memories...
are just on the other side........

'Ji Lenge hum....

Bus ab ji lenge hum
Jaise leher milne aati hain kinare se
us milne ki aas ke sahare ji lenge hum
pura samandar na sahi
bus ek boondh ke sahare ji lenge hum....

un chand shabdo ko
jinhone bana diya tha humko paraya
un shabdo ko apna bana kar
ek ajnabi si zindagi ji lenge hum
Tumhare jaane ko ek sapna samaj kar
aankhen khol kar sona seekh lenge hum
Bus ab ji lenge hum......

Woh do pal ki baaton ko
zindagi bhar ka saaz bana kar ji lenge hum
apne saare gum
un do lamho ki khushi main bhula denge hum
Aapne humse pyaar kiya...
is jhoot ko sach maan kar....bus....
Ab ji lenge hum.......ji lenge hum....

'The Seal'

Lord can i keep this feeling and not let it go
Am sure it'll work out,lets see how it goes
It's hard to give up the life that i long
It's hard to give up and just move on
Oh Lord!, I feel empty and broken inside
It's been such a long roller coaster ride
My emotions are not complete like yours
I always think different behind closed doors
I feel emotions and say they're complex
Coz being simple i can't complete this rat race

Alas I finally realize......
you gave me a heart to love and feel
But the envelope for me
Has come with a SEAL.....!!!

Pyaar....

Kis kaam ke ye ehsaas
kis kaam ka ye pyaar
ek jhoot
ek andhera
ek unchi deewar
Door se lage sachai
dur se lage ye prakash
Dur se lage ye deewar hain
Bus mere soch ka ek ohzaar
Khoobsurat jahaan,Khoobsurat baatein
Khoobsurat tum aur main
Khoobsurati main kho gaya
mera ateet aur main

Jab jaaga to paya ye pyaar nahi
bus hain jazbaaton ka khel
Akhir kabhi ho paya hain kya
Andhere aur prakash ka mel...??

Zid..

Kuch baaton main zid nahi chalti
unhe dua se zinda rakhte hain
is diye ki roshni kam na ho
asoon ke tel se jala ke rakhte hain
zid tho thi chand ki
taaro se kya karna
par afsos....intezar main umeed ne taaro se dosti karli

Kehte hain kuch baaton main zid nahi chalti
Phir bhi kaagaz ki kashti ko samandar main chalate hain......

Sawaal Jawaab....

Logo ko humne kabhi samjha nahi
jaise doobta hain suraj
chale jaate hain sabhi
pakad ke main rakhoon
par ab nahin
meri muthi main reth rehti nahin
phir kyun ye suraj?
kyun ye roshni?
Badalta mausam kyun?
Saath tho kabhi koi deta nahi..
Tho phir ye sawaal jawaab kyun....??

Pretenders...

Lying in bed,looking at the ceiling above
The world just fades away
and it's just the space between us
Varied thoughts...cross my mind
I'm amused at how much i can hold on inside
Pretenders are we and we try real hard
Don't agree but we'll say let it pass..
Feelings don't matter,it's more of what we expect
It's more like keeping your heart at unrest
Ruffle it the wrong way and pull it on all sides
You want it to fade away but you also want it to last....
Like the leaf which is exposed with it's veins showing clear
You want it to show but still want to be known
as 'the leaf' and not the veins..
How myriad are the thoughts which cross my mind..
When here below the cieling I lie.......

Nothing at all...

When I am alone,you're by my side
When I break down ,you soothe me inside
When darkness surrounds,I feel your light
Lord,I'm nothing at all in your sight..

When I am troubled,I feel your grace
When I am in doubt,I seek your face
When I'm gripped with fear,I feel your might
Lord I'm nothing at all in your sight

Lord what have I done to deserve you
Lord what have I done to deserve you
I have no words to describe your love
Lord what have I done to deserve you..

Journey...

Didn't know where I was going
or where I was headed to
I did not have the answer
nor did I have any clue
Life was one long journey
and i was travelling all alone
with no one in this whole wide world
who i could call my own..

I was carrying a load of guilt and sin
of sorrows and tears and heartache within
I had hardened my heart
and wasn't willing to share
even though the burden was heavy beyond compare
I thought i could make it on my own
even though there was no strength left in my bones

I thought God didn't have time to listen to my prayers
Either he was too busy or he just didn't care
But then i saw someone,walking beside me
And i asked myself,"who could this be?"
He too carried something,i couldn't clearly see
and when i looked at him
He smiled at me...

"Give me your burden of sorrows and tears
Aren't you tired carrying them all these years?"
"But sir,"I said,"Your burden is great..
How can you carry mine in this state?"
He stopped and lovingly said to me
"I've come all the way just for thee"

I was filled with gladness
and my joy knew no bounds
The friend i was looking for atlast had been found
And then i saw his burden clearly..

It was THE CROSS on which he had died for ME..

"How can i ever thank you
O Lord Divine?
for taking my burdens
and making me THINE..."