Monday, February 27, 2012

वक़्त ...

तुम्हे देखते देखते 
रात हो जाया करती थी 
यूँ ही बैठे बैठे कुछ
बात हो जाया करती थी |

मिटाया वक़्त ने सब कुछ इस तरह की 
सूनापन आँखें बयां करती है
जीना तो कब का छोड़ दिया
ज़िन्दगी पर साँसे दया करती है |

तुम्हे पता है 
तुम्हारे बिन, ये आँखें बहुत रोती है 
और बस तुम्हे याद करते करते ही सोती है |

Sunday, February 19, 2012


A silent winter eve
Was stepping on sand
Moving along a running beach
Gazing two holding hand
Only they were known
Else everything was strange
That eve, sand was soft
And sun shined orange

Waves were calm
And water was cold
A sheer love was new
Else everything was old

She wanna hug
He wanna kiss
They wanna die with
Their last lively bliss

They had less time
As life was near to end
Last minutes all together
They only wanna spend

In the sea of love
They took the last dive
Their bodies are no more
But their Love is still alive.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

नादान ...

तुमसे कभी कह न पाई 
आज भी है दिल मे वो बातें 
बस आंसू बहाया करती 
आंखें जागती है दिन और रातें 

वो डरती थी शायद की
लोग क्या कहेंगे 
कभी साथ तुम छोड़ गए तो 
अकेले कैसे जियेंगे

यही सब सोच कर वो
तुमसे खुद को दूर करती रही
कहना रहता था कुछ और 
कुछ और ही कहती रही 

और उसकी चुप्पी को तुम
न जाने क्या समझते रहे 
उसकी इस ख़ामोशी को
उसकी खता समझते रहे 

फिर एक दिन उसने बहुत हिम्मत करके 
तुमसे कुछ कहना चाहा
लेकिन समय का फेर था या दिल का 
तुम अपने शब्दों से बदलते गए 

वो कुछ न कह पाई
बस आँखों से आंसू बहाती गयी  
वो नहीं अब अपना 
ये खुद को समझाती गयी 

यह दिल बड़ा नादान है 
बस एक ही बात जानता है 
यह आज भी सिर्फ तुम्हे ही 
अपना भगवान् मानता है |

Friday, February 10, 2012

A Pink Rose...

Today, she is on cloud nine
Looking like a little doll
In a beautiful white dress
Which he had brought for her
She missed him badly
When he was out for work
But now, as he had came
She wanna tell him everything
Everything about her school and friends
Every story of a little cute
She just clench his hands
And start strolling with him
She has so much to say
And start telling every new and old
She makes him a totally different guy
A tacit to a voracious listener
Of her cute voice
A tough man to a
Soft caretaker of her doll
A diligent to her
Only best friend
He  also let her feel like a princess
And Change himself deliberately for her
Only Because
She is a pink rose
A Little cute star of her father.

Friday, February 3, 2012


Something made me love
The same made me fall for you
It let you treat me like a kid
And I was happy with that

Even you the like the most
The same in me
And then it made me 
Trust you more

It let me ask you questions
Questions about you and me
You gave the answers as per yours
But I understand them in my way

The same made me jot down
Few lines for you
Those lines which were
Eternal and true

Then it gave you freedom
To decept  me
And I never understand
Why ?

It let me wilt
I had cried for hours
But still the same made me love
To care and wait for you

The same hidden maestro
Behind all this is
My Innocence
Which was never wrong
And I love myself being
A innocent little girl.