Blind Judgement

They listen to what she says,
Don't see her smile that glows,
They hear the words,
But not the love that shows.

They forget the time they spent,
Staying awake at night,
Walking on the unpaved road,
Staying strong with all their might.

Life changes in ways unknown,
The night changes into day,
Moments change into months,
While molding this soft clay.

The milestones remain the same,
But each journey is different,
Wish they remembered,
The tribulations they underwent.

Tied

Speak up, shout out, then what ?
Wait for the echo to rebound?
A caring hand would be better maybe,
Actions of love better still.

Yet the wait for the echo is endless
Not a sound, a hand, or love comes through,
Alone stands each one,
Facing demons standing tall.

Rising above them is a lost cause,
We're bound by the desire of their nod,
How can one leave behind that,
To which they have tied themselves.

We try each day desperately,
To become a better version of us.
To please another, make them proud.
Shedding tears all the while.

To hell with the yesterdays.
The people then, the people now.
It's just me I'll believe in now.
Just after this one more let down.

कहानी अपनी

मेरी कहानी में चार लफ्ज़ कम हो,
बिन तेरे न कोई पल हो,
चाहत से सजी रहे हर राह अपनी,
तनहा, उजड़ी कोई न डगर हो ...

Shayari

जिंदगी के सफर में रुकते हो चलते जाते हो,
किसी की दुनिया बनते हो ,
किसी को छुकर गुज़र जाते हो,
हर किनारा मंजिल तो नही होता,
हर मंजिल पर रास्ता ख़तम तो नही होता ...

*******

चाहे भुला दे हम हर गम,
निशान पीछे छुट ही जाते हैं,
जैसे ही लगता है संभल गए हैं हम,
फिर ठोकर खाकर गिर जाते हैं ...

*******

तुम्हे ना मिले कभी,
यह दुआ हम रोज़ करते हैं,
फिर सोचते हैं इन यादों से,
क्या हम ही दूर भागते हैं ?

Out of Sight ...

Words - aloud or unsaid,
To pacify pearls falling,
Or just some heartfelts,
Days spent together,
My savior were you,
The reason for my smiles,
My lifeline in storms unknown,
The celebrator of my joys,
My secret keeper,
And so was I yours,
Playing, Walking, Just sitting around,
An unseen camera clicked,
As we lived those magical moments,
Like an opera,
Growing to it's final crescendo ...

And as the curtains drew to a close,
So did our time together,
Distance comes now between us,
As priorities change with milestones,
Our amity losing momentum,
Like sand slipping through fingers,
All that's left are,
The pictures of perfect moments,
The echo of those final notes
When you and I were closer...





For my Friends, whom I miss truly, dearly ...
Why does out of sight eventually become, out of mind too ?? All it takes is a few words, to let someone know you are missed. Reach out .. to those who you cared for , long ago ...

Just Like That

For a Friend's Baby Shower


Little baby, don't be shy,
Mommy's going to soon say Hi !!!
Daddy's blessings will be showered on you galore
Their love you'll have more and more
May you make them proud and happy,
As you grow up into a man from a boy in nappy
They will bring you up with pampering and scolding,
But remember always, for them you are a cherished blessing !!!

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Shayari -

Beetein hue palon ko lekar chalte hain hum,
Dosti aur pyaar ke guzare mausam ....
Khazaane humaare dil me lakhon hain aise ,
Un muskurahaton mein gum ho jaate hain saar gam ....


Inspired by a Friend's -

KINARON PAY SAGAR KAY KHAZANAY NAHIN AATAY....
YAADOOAIN MAIN WOH DOST PURANAY NAHIN AATAY....
JIHLOO IN PALON KO HASKAY JANAB.......
PHIR LAUT KAY DOSTI KAY ZAMANAY NAHIN AATAY..................

Days ...

my life, my terms
a blank slate with chalk marks
like a road well trodden
with varied tire tracks
written n re written
every moment every day
different rides of a carnival
experiences flashing away
colors and feelings
rain on a parched field
leaving behind notches inscribed
an exceptional essence yield ...

Memories & Desires !

Memories forever to keep,
Nudging one to smile or weep,
Those moments engraved deep,
Into our dreams flashes of desire creep...

Our darkest desires come forward,
A scene here or there altered,
From the morbid to the absurd,
Scorn unexpressed or amour treasured,
Talents yet to be pursued or ambitions blurred,
All weathered paths in daylight we leave unexplored ...

Random Thought

The Heart aches for wat shall never come to pass,
longing for what might have been and what never was ...

Walking in the rain ...

Oh ! the blessed rain,
to wash away all the stains,
of yesterday, of fears and old pain ...

the drops fall down hitting hard,
soothing sounds, earthy smells, winds on their guard,
each magical sensation it's own reward ...

walking down the street,
in every way complete,
holding my own admitting no defeat ...

drenched to the core, but standing high,
these pleasures no one can deny,
to the cloudy days, I say goodbye ...