An average,greenhorn,dilletante personna is making an attempt to express views of a tensed mind....think me as Keats or Khuswant Singh...I dont care....Because I am not getting any Royalty..Cheers!
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Pain...
Sometimes I see you and find my efforts in vain
We smile a lot in our life when our heart is in pain
Hum bhi kabhi Shayar thee....
खता जो हमसे हुई,दोष ज़माने को मत दीजिऐ
महफ़िल-ए-मुर्तजा में शरीक होकर तो देखिए
बिछा देंगे कदमों में काय़नात को वस्ल-ए-यार
आशिक़-ए-मुज़तर को दिल मे जगह देकर तो देखिए
Dil se...
जिंदगी के मोङ पर,अपलक खङा रह गया
जाते हुऐ कदमों को देख,बस मुस्कराता रह गया
धूप निकली,छाँव निकली,निकली दिल से आह भी
राह तो मिली नहीं,यूं ही भटक कर रह गया l
Boyish Love....
Time was a beauty when I was a Boy,
Dreams were so attainable when I was a Boy,
Chivalry was needed but to win games at dawn
And I lived like a Knight when I was a boy
... Then Came Adoloscence and Gone Was that Boyhood
Little did I knew,a coy slept within that boy
Alas!that coyness was only infront of you,my fille
I wish I could have seen you when I was a boy,
Adoloscence passed away like winter wind
But not before it Lit my heart and Hyssoped coyness
I felt like a being of Capernaum,blessed by Christ
Love was my fodder and my soul urged for her kindness
And then I saw her and that too with a boy,
His eyes gleamed with the dreams that I once dreamt of
And I smiled once again with the same old coyness
That I once had when I was a boy.
Dedicated to:-"for all who draw the sword...."
I dream about days that made me feel good
And I felt like a sapling amidst the dense woods
I dream about time when smile was in abundance
... And I felt like Prometheus,shedding happiness without any vengeance
I could have felt better,could have prospered but for him
I thought her to be an alterego,Alas! her love was a whim
I thought about days when she made me feel special
I was a fool I loved her and she was in his love castle
Dreams and feeling are like swerd without any ricasso
They shine from a distance and you cann't keep distance
Beware,that same distance carves out of you a Picaso
Linger for it and your life will lose essence.
For those who think from Heart!
Can I wrong her she asked...
Am I wrong I said...
Lets put this right she pleaded..
And I smiled with my heart defeated...
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