Monday, December 7, 2009

'Ye Yaadein'

Aadhi adhuri baatein
Khati meethi saugatein
Man ko gudgudaati hui
Zubaan par aa jaati hain
Ye Yaadein

Hasi mazaak ke phuware
Kabhi aansuoh ke dhare
Jasbaaton se dosti nibhati hui
Zubaan par aa jaati hain
Ye Yaadein

Pal purane ya naye se
Kabhi apne kabhi paraye
Bin bulaye mehmano se muskarate hue
Zubaan par aa jaati hain
Ye Yaadein

Undheka karoon ya nazar andaaz?
Kaunsa rahega behtaar illaj?
Bewaqt pyaas ki bebasi ko lipte hue
Zubaan par aa jati hain
Ye Yaadein..

Kabhakt inhe koi tho samjhai
Yoon mujhe roz roz na dukhain
Par bolti hain ye mujhe muskrati huin
Gar hum na ho tho ateet adhura
Isliye...bin bulaye..bin khat-khataye
Zubaan par aa jaati hain
Ye Yaadein

Friday, November 27, 2009

'YOU AND I'

Not everyday do u get a gift as special as this...Thanku...My life and for now my blog seems so much brighter and new with words that come from 'her' - my Bench partner....my best friend!
Thankyou for the poem...It's beautiful and I couldnt help putting it on here! :)

From her to me


Every memory remains
as the days pass quickly by
as I look upon the past
my heart just wants to cry

We were always together
through the good times and the bad
I try to keep a smile
but I cant fight the feeling sad

Your laugh was addicting
and so was your smile
now everything's changing
and I'm stuck in denial

The person that has changed
at first I thought was you
but I realize now its me
but its not I changed, but grew

Everyone will change
and everyone will grow
but I will always forever love you
and that I hope you know

Guys got in the middle
and other factors too
I guess one thing thats changing
is that I'm now jealous of you

I miss so many things
about the way it used to be
we both have made mistakes
not "just" you or not "just" me

I miss all of the good times
like when we'd talk all night long
or when we'd belt out the lyrics
to an old barney song

when we'd fall over laughing
and we wouldn't know why
all the hugs you gave me
when all I'd do is cry

I miss your blond moments
and the things we would say
acting like stoners
day after day

I miss when we'd talk
for hours on end
but think most of all
I just miss my best friend

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

'Prose ya Poetry'

Kuch din pehle bola ek dost"
Arre Berns ab tum kavita ko rakho kinare
Aur likh do prose...Short story you see
Will be a good change...
Maybe help you brainstorm
And see what else you can achieve!"


Hum bhi chad gaye encouragement ke pahaad pe
Socha ab bus likh hi dalthi hoon
Ek "originaal" kahani ekdum dil se
Kora kagaaz,bhari hui kalam,shabdo se bhara sir
Par character hi na mile, na hi koi 'inspiration'
Har line ke baad koi 'filum' yaad aye
Aur apke sincerely 'suroor'ke dialogue(nightmares)raat ko jagaye!


Bahut socha, bahut samjha,bahut dimaag lagaya
Par kahani na nikal ke ayi
Hud ho gayi sarkar is prose ne tho bada rulaya!
Tho dost mere, prose ko kara humne side
Aap na dukhi ho tho likh diye ye kuch line
Koshish humari zaari rahegi, aap chinta na kare
After all who can reject an offer so "bona fide"


This is for a friend who has been after me to write prose/ short story for quite a while now...this is me saying sorry and don't give up! :)
Sorry Dost! Tried but nahi hua..so just to make up for the broken promise...me putting a poem dedicated to your "prose love and enthu" on ME Blog!! What an honour!
(Okies...modesty module to be remembered)

On a serious note..Thanku for the encouragement and push to try out new things :)
I Thank and Praise God for "kala appreciative friends" like you!!

Friday, October 9, 2009

"Kissed"


I took the little trail that led me beyond the hills
My heart racing within me as if on a treadmill
Was my dress right? Was I looking fine?
Will I make an impression?
Oh Dearie!..Hope I dont forget the lines!


I hurried along,soaking in the air
The wildflowers softly singing
as I wispered my prayers
The whistling leaves, urged me to stop and dance
To soak it all in..love, joy,this romance!

At last I was there, my favourite place
Just us and our conversations and His warm embrace
"Oh How I love you!", I cried out loud
He matched it with my echo and it rang back aloud

"You're special... princess", He whispered softly
Wonderfully made and knitted by me
"I know" ,I said and thats why I'm here
To sing you my love song,for a king so dear
And then..
He kissed me
As the mist touched my cheeks
Heaven clicked a picture
As Lightening left its streaks
I looked upto the heavens
and I felt a drop of rain
It was Him Kissing me ...Yet again

Kissed and embraced and loved
In His warmth enveloped
I looked back to say good bye
Tears gushed..He'd put a rainbow in the sky
To say How much He loved me and His promise to me
I did not complain as I felt the mist and the drop of rain
"I love you my princess", He whispered
As He Kissed me..
Yet again...

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

"Os ki boondh"

Phisilti ek os ki boond ki tarah
Girta hain tu bhi aaj apni zameen par
Haatheli par tik jaata agar tu
Tho Kaise pehchanta uchai ka asar?

Hairat kar deti hain humari
Khwaab bun ne ki ye aadat
Par na inhe zinda rakhen tho
Kaise mehsoos karenge uski barkat?

Jis Khwaab ko tune dua main badla
Ek faryaad teri zubaan par thi
Teri haatheli main ab os ki boond nahi
Hain khusi ke aansoon ki nami

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

'Dead Or Alive'

Hazard Highway
Lost control
Lights went off
And I let go

Crashed
Burnt
Survived
But was I initially
Dead or Alive?

Wrong Choices
Selfish gain
Fed the flesh
Drank on pain

Fled
Ran
Couldn't hide
I was already
Dead not Alive.

Countless milestones
Hit Deadend
Final Destination
Hopeless attempts

Tired
Worn out
Life nosedived
Now I was
Dead when alive

Fought denial
Last attempt
Lastman standing
Took me in

Forgiveness
Freedom
Grace personified
Now at last
Am Truly alive!

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

'He Wept'

I wonder how he would have wept
When Martha ran and cried out loud
"You've come so late,dear Lord
He's already gone!"

I wonder how He would have felt
How a God could break down
How He, the creator would weep
When a man was gone

I wonder no more for finally I know
The Cross has now revealed
Why a God would let his tears flow
Why a God would cry for me..