Complicated

A soothing calm within the unstable me
out of the blue, a bit of elasticity she!
Glittering dreams so far to catch,
in the definite touch of her uncertainty.

Rules, laws, customs, moralities
expanding distance, suppressing dreams!
On one end raising envy,
aloof on another, is it steaming jealousy?

Sides have changed from her to me
lost she was then, now it is me!
Wishes and dreams, they played their part
Elevated so high, now sluggishly tearing apart.

The invisible bond, wish it was a lie,
wishes of an eternal romance, wishes strife!
It’s me the weird, it’s me the hated
but for her I am the special, yet scathed.

Choked Epiphany

Moments of torments with a choked epiphany
of unspoken staring exchanges
of an unknown hope
of untoward expectations.

Infallible feeling of your sweet breath
a baffled melody that poked my heart
emotions spun like a poets renditions
of mysteriously passionate inhibitions.

Such intoxicating eyes
just to be in love with them;
A soulful wait I am in
like a wanderer waiting, for the destination.

Scattered I am as ever
for this wait is unending
the story of you and me
soaked up in a rattled destiny.

or would it be…a choked epiphany!

Emotional Atyachaar

इक आधा अधूरा सा, भूला भटका सा, इक खोया अंजाना सा,
इक खाई जिस्से कटना था, उसीसे थोड़ा लगाव हो गया|
चल यार भीड़ में हमे भी खो जाने दे,
ये कुछ नहीं बस हल्का सा एक Emotional Atyachaar है|

लगता है ऐसे कि हम बस ऐसे ही रह गये,
आर पार नज़र भी साफ हमे आते आते रह गये।
लेकिन हमे महसूस हुआ अब, काँच की वो दीवार थी,
हम बस कुरेदते रह गये, ऐसी वो दीवार थी।

हम भूले से ना रहे, ऐसी कोई स्वार्थ नहीं,
तूने हमे तो भुला दिया, कोशिश करने दे, अब है हमारी बारी।
चल यार भीड़ में हमे भी खो जाने दे,
ये कुछ नहीं बस हल्का सा एक Emotional Atyachaar है|

Melancholy Gloom

Witness to a gloomy vast,
the scepter of mortals in us
must have contemplated manifold!
At the slightest pretext
of a melancholy gloom,
oft an unseen fateful doom!
How an assorted embellishment
of vigor loses its sheen;
of a melancholy gloom so unseen.

Unto memories as she leaves

There as she leaves,
a string of memories holds us back;
we will meet again, uncertain when!
Yes there is a void created within.
A bonding of love,
a bonding of care,
a bonding long cherished,
as therein lies, how much all loved her back.

Withering….

The right kind of sinner released the goodness in me, all I see is again a withering me

Angels

….and there were wingless angels still out there who wanted to laugh,
who wanted to play, who wanted to hug, who wanted to cry.
But alas! tears won’t break through their deep curious eyes
…b’cz these angels didn’t know how do they cry!

With a Smile

Face the world with a smile,
no one knows whats hidden inside;
They can’t see the happiness,
they can’t see the days I have cried.

These few lines I recall hearing this in some song caught my attention but couldn’t find out which song it was.

तेरी आंखो के नाम

कब से था इस इंतज़ार में,

न मुझे न किसी और को हवा हुई !

तेरी एक नज़र काफी थी,

खलबलि फिर से जगा के तू चली गई |

तेरी आँखें ओंझल सी थी और अब भी है,

जो देख के भी अनदेखी रहती है |

कसक है ऐसी मेरे दिल में,

फिर भी फुर्तीला चल रहा हू मैं |

तेरी हर वो मज़ाक, तेरी हर वो हसी,

क्या तु इतनी बेखबर, मुझे कैसे छू जाती !

कभी तेरे आँखों तले बैठता हूँ मैं बस ये सोचे,

फव्वारों के ध्वनि जो अजीब नशा एक लाती,

तू चाहे बादलो में गुम हो जाए जब भी,

आशाये, एक दिन अपना मुझे समझोगे कभी ||

……..My first touch of romanticism with lines in Hindi.

I see you

I must be dreaming a dream
and if it is so, I ain’t wanna wake up!
But wake up I must and get back
to the utter grossness of reality;
and yet when I open my eyes
my eyes desire that it’s you I would see.

The best of the lot needs no convey
It’s all in the signs, ain’t need the say.
I have painted my walls bright enough,
the shine I seek but I will never see.
Let it be strands of chemical imbalance;
Let it be me who is trapped in this avalanche.

My only relief outta this hearty outrage
is in the melody I create outta six strums.
I’ll await as the seasons come and go
for a different chord, rattles and hums.
Qualms I shall try notta have any,
’cause that’s what appears to be a duplicacy.

What I see now is like the coldness of the winter
like a dim light through the misty vapour
I shall still be seeking you.
You come every time in my dreams
and yet when I open my eyes,
I desire to see you, forever with me!