Roobaru

Baadalon se ghir kar chhup rhe the hum,
Na jaane kiss se muh mod rhe the hum,
Jo nazar aaya hi nhi usse khoj rhe the hum, 
Achanak humne mehsus kia ki ankhein muund kr baethe the hum,
Dekha toh paaya baadal baeth kar ho gye the thum,
Khud ko khud ke saamne roobaru kar rhe the hum, roobaru kar rhe the hum…

Ardh Satya

Jharne mein behte hue shor boond boond ka,

Aur Behti hui nadi mein achanak se aana kisi mod ka.

Halki si baarish mein garajna zor se baadal ka,

Aur andheri raat mein bujhna aakhri mombatti ka.

Bin bulayi barsaat se tootna ghar kisi ka,

Aur bina wajah bataye ruthna zindagi ka.

Aakhri chaai ki chuski mein milna mishri ka,

Aur ghanto intzaar ke baad chhutna gaadi ka.

Khwahishon se bhare bheed mein akele reh jaane ka,

Aur akele mein bhi apno ka sukoon paa jaane ka.

Aadhi raat mein kisi dhamaake se uthne ka,

Aur nayi subah mein nayi shuruwat ke hone ka.

Chehkti muskaan mein badhte vishwas ka,        

Bachhe ki kilkari mein khilane wale ki naadani ka.

Ehsaas hain sab kisi mein kuch zada ya kuch kam,         

Hastakshep soch hai sab kisi ka armaan kisi ka mat.

Kamal ke kichad mein khilne jaisa kisi ka jhooth kisi ka sach,                          

Aur grahan mein kisi ke milne ya kisi ki doori jaisa hai ye saara ardh satya ardh satya.

FOLDS- the old and new..

With the cold icy nights I stood

With the least ray of shine I stood

With the storm and strikes I stood

And with the drought and slides I stood

 

But I broke with your question and doubt

I broke with your sharp words that mount

I broke when you struck me with the shock

Of no longer being one of my part

 

Then I perceived it all as one big disaster

Like the naturals’ I put them in same cluster

Now this repeated two three four  times

And I became an expert to dig the mine

 

With each bad experience I turned a bit blue

Yet I make better decisions may end up bad few

Now I look upto myself discovering fresh view

Every time I broke I stood up as new.

Relationship In You or You In Relationship.

If you are reading this post, Kindly read it till the end.

(This poetry is written in Hindi)

“Tumhe kya khabar thi

Ki kitna maana tha tumhe

Jab tum door the tab

Kitna chaaha tha tumhe

Sochti hun ye waqt hai ya hum kuch aise hi hain

Jo badalte badalte na jaane kab yun hi bicchde hain

Jaane kahan gye, wo pal, wo lafz, wo jazbaat, wo khushi, wo gum

Jinme kabhi na tum the ya main, jinhe jeete the toh sirf hum or hum..

Aaj hum se pehle tum or main aata hai

Samjhte-samjhaate hum se tum or tum se main, vibhakt ho chuka hai

Aaina samajh kar tum mein khud ko dekha tha

Ki aaj vo pratibimb “main tum nahin” keh kar

Khin aur chal diya hai, khin aur chal diya hai…”

 

How many times have you failed to understand the reason behind such relationships?

This is true that relationships go through all phases, like a wave and reason being that relationships are a phenomenon, just like life.

But what makes us weaker, are not the relationships, but our perception, our cognition of attaching our identity with the relationships or with the people we are in relationships.

Here, some do forget that relationship is because of you, and not you are because of relationship. This is the kind of error one makes, by dissolving ones own identity into the others.

Simply try to think once, if you keep your identity beside your relationship then when relationship goes through ups and downs it might impact you, but would not be able to vanish you. As, your identity will not nullify if the relationship goes vulnerable.

When in hunger you eat your self then, in damage you will rescue yourself. YOU are your own warrior.  Because if you have the guts to let yourself suffer, then you’ve got the greater binge to let yourself live happily.

Share and motivate them, who need to trust them selves.

MIT-TE SHABD

Shabdon ke jaal mein khud ko hai baandha

Anjaane mein dheeme dheeme khud ko khud se hai khoya

 

vishwaas, saath, pyaar or bharosa

Kabhi khud ko lapata toh kabhi khud mein kisi aur ko hai paya

 

Ansuni aawaaz cheekh rhi hai

Mere hi shabd ab mujhe bezubaan kar rhe hai

 

Dabi hui si khwaahish aaj marr rhi hai

Khud ki paribhaasha bhi ab mitt rhi hai…

 

 

 

 

 

The Expression of Openness and Void. (#Not a poetry)

How it feels to breath with openness

In mind, in heart, in soul..

Where the wonders and miracles meet me

And disasters and vulnerabilities are immense in cues

What shall I tell in words or how shall I express without them..

As an artist with the love of expression

Or as a writer by putting forward the best possible appropriate combinations of letters..

With openness comes choices, comes chances

With openness comes freedom,

But freedom always has its opportunity cost.

So does this cost be the breath I intake, or the breath I exhale..

What lies or what I hold after paying the cost by my breath

Is it the freedom again or emptiness as void inside, as void inside….?

Is it just the expression of openness and void or a question to self on my life or for my life ..??

 

 

 

 

NAZARIYA..

Kabhi kadamo se udti hui dhuul ko dekha hai, 

aisa lagta hai jaise bhoomi apni hi dhun mein magn ho jhoom uthi ho..

waise hi jaise hawaa ke chalte hi pedo ki pattiyan naachte hue nayi soch darsha rhi ho..

jaise baadal garajte hue aakaash apni vaani se prakriti ko raag suna rha ho..

jaise pahad ke peeche se surya ne jhankte hue hariyali ghaas pr baethi gaay ko narmi se chhu liya ho..

jaise nal ki uss aakhri boond se gilheri chauk kar ped pr chadh idhar udhar dekh rhi ho..

jaise khoye hue bacche ko dodte dodte apna ghar door se dikh gya ho..

jaise jalte hue paanv pr behti hui sangam meethe palon ka ehsaas dila rhi ho..

aise hi ye zindagi hai, 

jo dheere dheere na jane kitni kahaaniyon ko simetti hui ek nayi kahaani likh rhi ho..

Towards My Shadow

Back then was a time,

I was surrounded with guise.

When torn, ripped and drown,

The upheaval you gave was a sanctum to mourn.

 

Cuddled by you ,

I was like a child in womb.

With the light reflected upon,

You opened up and I was pulled by dawn.

 

We stretched but were not apart,

Intact we remained and drawn by nature’s art.

Bigger the sun became, longer you stood,

As sun disappeared, we still withstood.

 

Now is a time, years have passed,

Walking in the tunnel and  you were mopped.

Search for you, is nullifying me,

dropping my blood yet my soul hides in me.

 

Afraid i am as heart beat slows down,

inflamed I am and taking your name loud,

running through this dark cave, distant apart,

Am I seeing you or just a light wave on the path??

 

Gradually sinking to my core,

my mind opens and heart sees more.

The light became larger than I thought,

It folded me in arms to deliver, as if I was brought.

 

Succumbed I was, before opening my eyes,

I see the whole picture without any disguise.

You were the shadow, the sanctum I lived in so long,

You protected me and I remained fond.

 

You were the shadow of light,

With progress you changed dark to ignite.

A part of you was I,

And later I understand how you become white.

 

We are the two polarities that drive,

different energies yet combined.

None of us is complete without one,

Shadows merge with light and spread as love.

 

 

 

 

 

Before My Last Half

With breath, acknowledgement is absent.

Without breath, life is.

When it comes, it’s known through the cry.

When it leaves, all it makes us is quiet.

 

While we breath hard, we run for life.

While we breath slow, life runs from us.

We fail to decipher the symphony of breath.

The value it gives, to us , to life.

 

We shut our eyes and mouth, to ignore.

To not listen what it tries to say,

We often plug in our ears with songs.

After being one, it doesn’t survive half for long.

 

Some realise what one is, rest can’t figure it out.

Half  I am – trying hard and easy, to save what’s left and gain what’s lost.

Dying  each day little by little, takes me more far.

Hope you would hold, before i release my last half…………

 

GOONJ…

Hai aag si ye kashtiyan, zarre zarre mein hai chubhan..

Maan lun main tujhe, jo kar do ye jatan..

 

Shaam ko thaam lo, roshni ko rok do..

Jal rhi ye rooh jo, jal ka daan do..

 

Jaan kar anjaan jo, bhasm wo ajeev ho..

insaan ka insaan se, uth raha vishwaas jo.

 

Ye waqt ki khamoshiyan, laa rhin agaaz hai..

Sochta hai tu kya, ye kroor ka jaal hai..

 

Jaanta woh nhi, imaan ye atoot hai..

Hoslon ki ye patang, vibhakt se adrishya hai..

 

Bhu se agyaat tu, haasil na tu kar payega..

Prakriti se janma tu, manushya na ban payega..

 

Azaadiyan cheekh kar, chheen lengi rakt vo..

Jo desh ka desh se, kar rha vidroh jo..

 

Kashtiyon ki ye nadi, hai bhari aakrosh se..

Iss chubbhan ki saanjh toh, shunya hogi bhor se..

 

Jo na thami shaam ye, manzoor ho taap vo..

shaastron se pare, shastra ko na maan do..

 

Jo pal raha chiraag sa, raakh tu ho jayega..

GOONJ si jo main uthun, tu shikaar ho jayega..tu shikaar ho jayega..