Tuesday, December 20, 2011

flood


Some of the lives are on stake
i have to fight cause it’s my fate
Pain rages inside like flood
I like it, inside my mouth the taste of blood
Get up get up and fight back
Endurance is thing I don’t lack
M  gonn stay and you die
I don’t take a shit n i don’t lie
Listen to the rhythm and punch the face
Never  m never  gonn loose this race
step back cause u ain’t gonn stand
this is my place this is my land
u are fake u ain’t real
u are messing up with wrong cause I am warrior

Sunday, October 9, 2011

I wandered too far and walked alone. I was scared of almost all the things but above all I was scared of darkness.
 One day I was traveling and it was sunny evening. Day was closing and It was going to be dark soon. I hid myself in a room so I wouldn't have to face it. As time was passing and night was ending its journey, one really scared girl entered in my room. I saw her shivering with fear. She was hiding. It was almost morning. I went to her to console "who are you, what are u scared of “she replied "I am darkness of night and light is what I am scared of". I was amazed to see my fear standing in front of me and shivering with fear. I replied "I used to think, you are the strongest as every man on earth is scared of darkness. Even the strongest among men can lose their path and them self in you." She smiled in sadness "People lose their paths and them self in light as well. This doesn't make me strong" Some think enlightened my mind but I continued "If you would have been scared of light you will never come out and there will always be a light." She again smiled "Time makes a person strong; I would wait and face my fear on perfect time and I will rise again.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

थोडा मैं थोडा तुम, इस मकाम को पूरा करें
कुछ तुम कुछ मैं . इस तस्वीर को पूरा करें

कुछ तुम कहो कुछ हम, इस बात को पूरा करे
लिखे हम कहो तुम , इस शायरी को पूरा करें

मंजिलें हैं हजारों , के हमनें सिर्फ तुम्हें चुना
तुम चुनो हमें , के ये सफ़र पूरा करें

जज़बात हो हमारे, लब्ज़ हो तुम्हारे और बात एक हो
ख़ामोशी मैं उभरी मुहब्बत का इज़हार पूरा करे


To be continued........probably

Saturday, July 23, 2011

To

जलजलाहत सी दिल में, आखों में उतर आ गई
आज शाम बहोत जोरोकी बारीश हो गई

हम वही रुक गए और ज़िन्दगी चलती रह गई
जैसे रूह निकली हो और सांसें चलती रह गई

या रब अब तो मिला दे माहि से, के जान निकल गई
नम से हूवे सोनी के दर्द की इन्तहा  हो गई







Tuesday, July 5, 2011

मिलता नहीं जवाब , क्या सवाल गलत हो जाते है
क्या इलज़ाम लगायें इंसानों पर , क्या हालत गलत हो जाते है

बेदाग़ सी ज़िन्दगी पर एक शीट धब्बा सी नजर आती है
दागों से भरें दामन लगें साफ़ , क्या नज़रियें गलत हो जाते है

मुश्किलें मिलती है हर मुसाफिर को , मंजिले आसानिसे नहीं मिलाती
आसानीसे मिली शोहरत मैं क्या नीयतें बदल जाती है



Monday, April 18, 2011

To--

सैलाब से उठे पन्नों पर लिखे तो क्या लिखे
ख़याल आये चले गए , लिखे तो क्या लिखे

ना लिख  magar कोई  रास्ता नज़र नहीं आता
तूफान गुजर जाये यों ही कोई सहारा नज़र नहीं अता

ना जाने  isse कोई, जो जाने वो पढ़े नहीं
जो पढ़े समझता कोई, गुजरे वो कहे नहीं

Naa khud  ग़ुम हो soni, तेरी  तरह और भी है
मौसकी तेरी कम नहीं, जहाँ मैं ग़ालिब और भी है

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

तुम थे मगर वो तनहासी राहें हम छोड़ आयें
एक बार मुड़कर देखा मगर तुम्हे हम छोड़ आयें

क्या सुनाई देती है धड़कनें, जरा गौर किजीयें
जो धडकता था वो दिल तुम्हारें पास हम छोड़ आयें

रातें है अकैलिसी किसी ख्वाब मैं तुम चले आवो
मगर simatain से उस पल मैं  नींदें हम छोड़ आयें

कैसे छोड़े जातें हैं वो जो रूह से जुड़ा करते है
माहि तेरे पास सोनी को हम छोड़ आयें

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

what was it he was trying to hide
He was saying something or he lied

His eyes were deep like ocean filled with water
As if he had seen many men being slaughtered

Faith on God was funny thing for him
He used to laugh when I said it's a sin

I wish I could find Path to his sorrow
but that road was dark and it was narrow

generous heart filled with pain
I saw him once singing in rain

he was a true friend sharing his last bread
He was known among enemies and they were scared

He never prayed but used to watch dieing sun
As if Catholic man doing his daily confession

His love "Veenat" left him and it was mystery
He couldn't escape from shadows of his history

He cared about weak and it was his fight
It was absurd cause he never believed in wrong and right

His strength was unbreakable , Fighting till he is alone
He kneeled down when all that he build up was fallen

Bruises of his heart he was trying to hide
For Last time when I met him, with moist eyes he smiled and said good bye

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Na Manziloin ki fikar na Tufanoin ka khoif
Kuch sarfire chalate hai iss kadar
bahot aasan hai suraj ko sametana
uhi nahi wo jaa baitha hai oodhar
hosale kam nahi hote dabane se
shole bhadak uthate hai sulgane se
To be continued......