Streets filled with dust,
Lights broken on the path.
Glasses shattered,
Souls Battered.
Looking for something,
He wandered about.
The eyes were prying,
Every nook and corner.
The sun was scorching,
Vaporising the spirits.
Fluttering eyes, Stammering lips,
Shivering hands, Battling legs.
The thoughts of the divine,
Plots of the wild.
Need of the hour,
Thinking of feeding the stomach.
Looking at the hungry eyes,
Hiding the last bit of corn.
Living in destitution,
Feeling the palpitation.
Fear of life, Fear of death,
Fear of Rape, Fears Crept.
The silence of night,
Bringing fears alive.
Every movement with hustled feet.
Evil thoughts simmering underneath.
Moments of desperation,
Calling for action.
No sight for help,
No help in sight.
Heaps and heaps of bodies lied,
Giving way to a eerie sign.
Dogs & wolfs feeding on the living,
The living feeding on the dead.
Every hope abandoned,
Every fort lost.
The human spirit had broken.
In a long time now, he had forgotten.
What it meant to live like a human?
What it meant like living in dignity,
Helping others and being in grace.
The evil had called for,
HE had broken the shackles.
Now the spirit is nothing but a slave of the evil.
A thought of the devil and at the mercy of evil.
No rape, no stealing, no ugly act is bad enough.
Because the soul is lost, he could go to any extent.
The only thing he wished for was fulfillment of his urges.
The dead wife, the dead son, death had filled all his pains with indifference.
He only lived for his own self.
Satisfaction of the having.
Gratification of the craving.
He had broken the bounds of humanity,
To live in disgust and indescribable cruelty.
A life gone, a human lost.
Thursday, December 06, 2007
Monday, December 03, 2007
Shaam se meri ......
Shaam se meri ..........
Aankhen kuch naram hai .....
Jaane kya baat hai ?
Shayad dil mein kuch zakhm hai.
Kabhi bhoola nahi sake hum ....
Kiye hum par wo sitam hai.
Shaam se meri .......
Aankhon mein gum hai.
Kuch socha tha alag sa,
Keh sake apna karam hi hai.
Pyaar ke naam lene wale,
Ab teri nafarat bhi dharam hai.
Saayein ko dekhta hu, raat ke andhere mein,
Ehsaas hota hai shayad tu sang bhi hai.
Kyu karu mein intezaar tera?
Kyu socho tere bare mein?
Kyu uljha hu iss soch mein?
Kya paaoonga main?
Lekin kehdo yeh meri fidrat hai,
Shaam se meri, Aankhen kuch naram hai ........
Aankhen kuch naram hai .....
Jaane kya baat hai ?
Shayad dil mein kuch zakhm hai.
Kabhi bhoola nahi sake hum ....
Kiye hum par wo sitam hai.
Shaam se meri .......
Aankhon mein gum hai.
Kuch socha tha alag sa,
Keh sake apna karam hi hai.
Pyaar ke naam lene wale,
Ab teri nafarat bhi dharam hai.
Saayein ko dekhta hu, raat ke andhere mein,
Ehsaas hota hai shayad tu sang bhi hai.
Kyu karu mein intezaar tera?
Kyu socho tere bare mein?
Kyu uljha hu iss soch mein?
Kya paaoonga main?
Lekin kehdo yeh meri fidrat hai,
Shaam se meri, Aankhen kuch naram hai ........
Har Sawal mein .......
Har sawal mein tera khayal hai,
Har shaam tera intezaar hai,
Jisse mili nahi hai nazerein,
Jaane kyu dil uske liye bekaraar hai ?
Kabhi kuch bahana deti wo,
Kabhi kuch afsana bayaan hai.
Main jaanta hu mera dil nadaan hai,
Lekin iss dil ko bhi to lubana hai.
Kissi aur ki ho jaaye tu ?
Yeh sawaal bada kaamal hai.
In khayalon se nahi main,
Teri aankhon se mera jahan hai.
Kabhi suno teri dastaan,
Yeh dua subah shaam hai.
Mumkin ho na sake iss janam mein,
To zindagi bhi kaha rehamgaar hai.
Har Sawaal mein, tera khayal hai,
Shayad issi liye yeh dil bhi jawaan hai !!
Har shaam tera intezaar hai,
Jisse mili nahi hai nazerein,
Jaane kyu dil uske liye bekaraar hai ?
Kabhi kuch bahana deti wo,
Kabhi kuch afsana bayaan hai.
Main jaanta hu mera dil nadaan hai,
Lekin iss dil ko bhi to lubana hai.
Kissi aur ki ho jaaye tu ?
Yeh sawaal bada kaamal hai.
In khayalon se nahi main,
Teri aankhon se mera jahan hai.
Kabhi suno teri dastaan,
Yeh dua subah shaam hai.
Mumkin ho na sake iss janam mein,
To zindagi bhi kaha rehamgaar hai.
Har Sawaal mein, tera khayal hai,
Shayad issi liye yeh dil bhi jawaan hai !!
Sunday, December 02, 2007
Sequence ....
There are four poems that I have written today. Not in the right order though. If you wanna enjoy the experience i suggest the following sequence for the poems underneath.
1. A New Feeling.
2. Business of Love.
3. Remorse.
4. Lost for Words.
Thank u.
1. A New Feeling.
2. Business of Love.
3. Remorse.
4. Lost for Words.
Thank u.
Business of Love.
You love me,
He asked.
What do you feel about me,
He inquired.
You have no feelings,
She fired.
You never seem to care,
She continued.
You may be a nice person but..............
She hurt him.
All through the time, he was mowed down.
The overwhelming feeling of love had paralyzed him.
Standing in awe of her every time he met her,
The times were good, when there was everything he had asked for.
But with the love becoming a formality, he was left to wonder ...........
Was this the thing I had opted.
Is this really a thing or a real emotion.
It did not make sense.
Invest so much time and thought to one emotion,
With less gain but loads of pain.
Pains of futility, pains of high expectations,
Pains of understanding, pains of not understanding.
Pains of justification, pains of clarification,
Pains of arrogance, pains of ignorance.
Thoughts of getting lost,
Going to plains to wander.
Giving a space for the self.
The Business of Loving was not really reaping what he had hoped.
The Entrepreneur had died.
He asked.
What do you feel about me,
He inquired.
You have no feelings,
She fired.
You never seem to care,
She continued.
You may be a nice person but..............
She hurt him.
All through the time, he was mowed down.
The overwhelming feeling of love had paralyzed him.
Standing in awe of her every time he met her,
The times were good, when there was everything he had asked for.
But with the love becoming a formality, he was left to wonder ...........
Was this the thing I had opted.
Is this really a thing or a real emotion.
It did not make sense.
Invest so much time and thought to one emotion,
With less gain but loads of pain.
Pains of futility, pains of high expectations,
Pains of understanding, pains of not understanding.
Pains of justification, pains of clarification,
Pains of arrogance, pains of ignorance.
Thoughts of getting lost,
Going to plains to wander.
Giving a space for the self.
The Business of Loving was not really reaping what he had hoped.
The Entrepreneur had died.
Lost for words ................
He wrote n wrote ..........
For someone or something .........
Never to ask or stop for anything .........
The care for feedback was never there .......
The fragility of the moment never felt ........
And now after so many words written ..........
He cannot think of anything else ..............
Feeling lost, trying to seek solace ..................
Trying to be comfortable in the absence of his identity ..............
For someone or something .........
Never to ask or stop for anything .........
The care for feedback was never there .......
The fragility of the moment never felt ........
And now after so many words written ..........
He cannot think of anything else ..............
Feeling lost, trying to seek solace ..................
Trying to be comfortable in the absence of his identity ..............
A New Feeling !
He thought he was in love,
He knew he could be wrong.
He thought she liked him,
He knew it could be a coincidence.
He thought the feeling was mutual,
He knew it was day-dreaming.
The colors were same,
The realization was new.
The emotions were same,
The discovery was new.
The words were same,
The effects was new.
A new day, bringing new light,
Was showing the way.
The mountains of height,
Were showing the depths.
The waves of seas,
Were reassuring of trying again and again.
The heart is delightful,
The mind is glad.
The logic and the emotion,
Were making plans together.
After a long time now,
They seemed to agree.
Suddenly what changed,
But A New Feeling Rised !!
He knew he could be wrong.
He thought she liked him,
He knew it could be a coincidence.
He thought the feeling was mutual,
He knew it was day-dreaming.
The colors were same,
The realization was new.
The emotions were same,
The discovery was new.
The words were same,
The effects was new.
A new day, bringing new light,
Was showing the way.
The mountains of height,
Were showing the depths.
The waves of seas,
Were reassuring of trying again and again.
The heart is delightful,
The mind is glad.
The logic and the emotion,
Were making plans together.
After a long time now,
They seemed to agree.
Suddenly what changed,
But A New Feeling Rised !!
Remorse
In the twilight of dreams,
He walked along,
Looking at the stars of future,
He thought along,
Not really cursing his misfortunes,
He mumbled along,
As the heart remembered someone,
He cried along.
Life was not what he supposed to be,
The pleasures of past, the crimes of present.
A deep remorse,
lingered along.
As the emptiness of the space surrounding him,
was evident in the silence pervading.
For feelings kept hidden, for the words unspoken,
For the emotions unshown, for the depths unexplored.
He kept a lot to himself.
He thought a lot to himself.
He talked a lot to himself.
Only to realize, he was there all HIMSELF !!
No one to love, no one to care but only to feed His Own Self.
The meaning of life, the value of love,
was lost somewhere along,
The heart cried in remorse,
but nothing moved along.
He walked along,
Looking at the stars of future,
He thought along,
Not really cursing his misfortunes,
He mumbled along,
As the heart remembered someone,
He cried along.
Life was not what he supposed to be,
The pleasures of past, the crimes of present.
A deep remorse,
lingered along.
As the emptiness of the space surrounding him,
was evident in the silence pervading.
For feelings kept hidden, for the words unspoken,
For the emotions unshown, for the depths unexplored.
He kept a lot to himself.
He thought a lot to himself.
He talked a lot to himself.
Only to realize, he was there all HIMSELF !!
No one to love, no one to care but only to feed His Own Self.
The meaning of life, the value of love,
was lost somewhere along,
The heart cried in remorse,
but nothing moved along.
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