Monday, December 5, 2016

Soulful Puppy

He is that what no one else is, 
He is the kind of support everybody searched for

Those eyes full of glitter, 
Hands that of velvet...
Nothing is gorgeous than having a glimpse of him
Before the sun and after the dawn. 

He is my utmost desire
Full of amour and my holy wish
Without him it is a world without sun

People called him by different names
I have my own though
But I did not want to reveal him
Because of the world being impure.

He is full of composure
He is full of wilderness
He is what we call unconditional love
He is a tale of purity..Eddy is what he is.

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Shayrana Arzoo

Aisa bhi kya khafa hona
ki kho hi dey tumhe har zarre se
waqif karwaye humein apne shikwo se ae dilbar
dard se dard ki mehfil bithwaye.
khone ka dar hai tumhe ab fir
dil e jaan ka nagma hai ye
aisa na ho kahi bagawat na ho
tum bhi na jee pao
aur hum zinda hone ka ehsaan chukaaye.

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Milenge fir unhi galiyon me
jaha mohabbat ka pakwan banta hai
ruko to kabhi unhi shehron me tum
jahan khuda bhi pal ka insan banta hai.

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Aankhein to wahi sun paayi,
jo teri aarzoo ne bayan kiya tha
par kuch deewarein wahi tham gayi
jaha dil ka nuksaan aansuo me hua tha. 

Friday, July 8, 2016

Lv.Lust


I wish I had that kind of love, 
we don't call lust.
That care we don't call pretence.
I wish that it wasn't just a moment but a lifetime of forgiveness. 

Phir Chal Diye

Yuhi baethe the baarish me 
ke aankh se tapki ek boond
kya pata kya tha woh,
baarish ke aansu ki goonj..
Sun ke bhi andekha kar diya tha
chalne jab lage us paar
kya pata kahan jana tha
pauche kaha sehar ke paar..
Mehsoos hua woh akelapan tab
jab lagi thi hawa ki thokar
aag lagi jaise sapno ki kitab me 
mila kya khud ko khokar..
Socha bahut, samjha kya
jaane kaha gum tha main
paucha hi tha uske dar pe ke
socha, samjha aur 
Phir chal diye..

Sunday, February 7, 2016

Vengeance


I remember when we used to lit the candles
And I had a wound for every burn
I gave myself
I remember when the petals had a crisp
But the shine never persisted

The color of my skin had begun changing
Within the hours of confinement
My love for you wasn't that of eternity
It concluded in a shade of grey

Ocean wasn't too blue before
Perhaps the love was madly pure
Which made us believe that the sky is blue
Colors that never existed turned out to be veracious

When one night, you scribbled on me
As if I was your canvas
And your fingers were the strokes
At times, too high
At times, too low

No, I don't mourn over the dead us
Where,
You took the pain out on me
And let me be the part of hell
By snatching away my grace with the acid you once made.



Thursday, January 21, 2016

Incomplete

You were the color I had been searching for
you were the sketch I drew of
yes, it was you
the smell, the touch, the feel

Despite being completed,
why did it feel like
I was incomplete.

The curiosity of knowing you
had driven me insane in an
authentic way, where all I ever looked
was for You.

Had you been a part of my fortune today
I would have forgiven a part of you,
forgiven the hours when you drained
our love of yesterday in a trash and
walked away from me with a confidence so
high that today, we are on the opposite sides.

Had I known what the destiny had in store for you
I would have escaped. Somewhere where the rainbow ended
and the sun rose. I would have migrated to a broken world
where all they sold were bleeding veins.

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

The Kind of Love That Never Happened Again !

Mummy,

From the time I was born,
you raised me as a princess.
that wealthy love I could never pay for
was dearest than the quarrels we got into.

Your care, your concern for me was unmeasurable
and we did not get a note of time
when we created a bond of a mother & daughter
at a tender age of 10.

Forgive me for the times I yelled at you,
or went beyond my limit to prove myself
but I never meant to be hurtful to you
because I knew that you were breathing for me.

Had you been here today, the things would have varied
the natures' would have been different.
They might not have appreciated what you did
but I acknowledged and I did.

The uncountable days on the hospital beds,
those restless days of heaving
you were with me throughout all,
but I acknowledged. I did.

Had you been here today to see me as a bride
Things would have been different.
I yearned to get a glimpse of you one last time,
but am told that you are resting in heaven up there
blessing me in invisible forms of energy.

I know I will miss you for the time
I am alive. But we will meet one day
where I'll sob holding you to infinity.