Monday, June 24, 2013

Dost ...

Dekh li teri yaari ...
Saale Duniyadari ...
Sachcha pyar dhoondne nikley ...
Tuney dikha di dildari ...
Dekh li teri yaari ..
Woh hai mujhe Jaan se pyari .

Tu tu naa reh kar bhi lutata raha ...
Itna saaman tere paas aata kahan se...
Jis ko dekh de deta hai ...
Apne liye kyun nahi bachata.

Bahut dekha hai khud ko khudi mein marte huye ..
Tu hi mila saath doobney ke liye?

Chal dekh li teri yari ...
Rehne de Duniyadari ...
Ek jaam utha ...
Chal Disco chal ...
Machayein wahan Hulchul ...
Kuch toh ho shor kam ...
Ziddo jehen ka ...
Tu bhi thalla ...
Mein bhi nithalli.

The Immortal Mahua ...

Mahua ...
A beautiful fragrant flower...
In life and in death ...
Never stops giving away ..
Her fragrance.

This Mahua too shall live on ...
Though Mortal ...
But fragrant in memories ...
Memories of countless lives ...
A fragment of her heart in million hearts.

Just a sacrificial ceremony ...
In the mind ...
Enough to make her immortal...
Each time the tide turns ..
Each time she is crushed.

The flower, pristine in her appearance ...
Pure and beautiful ...
At peace ...
looks on ...
The Gardener sheds a tear or two...
When she is plucked ...
When they crush her to invite ....
New ones in their basket.

The Immortal Mahua...
Lives on ...
Lingering in memories ...
Lofting in thoughts ...
Lounging in every action you commit...
For she attained the Ultimate ...
When she writ her life away ...
To the service of man & beast ...
Of them all ...
To make Heaven & Earth ...
A better place to live in.

Today, when she cries...
The Gods cry with her...
They know her pain ..
They lash out at mankind ...
For every Woman...
Every Girl is MAHUA.

The Red Car...

The Red Car...
Bright and beautiful ...
Majestic and rich ...
A colour no other car can boast of...
A colour chosen with love ...
A car chosen for love ...
A car chosen when in love ...
Jealous is she?
Whoever drives her ...
The Red car sees Red ...
And, drives them away.
Memories attached to the Red Car ...
Sweet pleasant memories ...
The first drive ...
The Sad memories ...
The last drive with the loved one...
Now, she lies idle ....
Waiting for the one ....
Whose dream she was ...
The Red Car can never have another ...
Holding her wheels again.

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

A Con Man ...

He lay his trap ...
Well thought out plan with his partner ...
How do we con this lady in our trap?

He ensnared me in his trap ...
He made me believe...
Believe in a love ...
He never had ...
Just a fake Love ...
I believed him ...
Gave myself completely ...
And, now he masks himself ...
Hides ...
Runs away from the Reality ...
Reality that I am ...
A repertoire of his Sins...
An open book of all that ...
He shows to the World..
The Opposite of it..
My experience ...
Jilted in Love by a Con Man ...
A monster beyond comprehension ...
A picture book of ideals ..
But, a Satan in Real Life ...
The Con Man ...
Beware of him ...
For no woman young or Old ...
Is ever safe in his company.

Saturday, June 15, 2013

Time to Hibernate

Time has come to break free ...
From the shackles of bondage ...
To Society ....
To go into a deep shell ...
And hibernate ....
To cocoon my thoughts ....
To safeguard my feelings ....
Hide away and think ....
Introspect and Retrospect ....
Just walk away from all ...
Go back to my World...
Where none can hurt me.

A World where I am...
None to hurt me ...
None answerable to ...
My world of Peace ...
My World of Love ...
Compassion for all ..
Yet, a Lock separating ...
Them all from me.

It is time to curl up within ...
Feel my own warmth ...
Feel my feelings ...
Take it all out ...
Just to myself ...
I just by myself ...
Best feeling ever...
Rebonding with myself.

Time to Hibernate...
Time to gather strength ..
And, then go out all renewed ...
With new energy and vigour ...
Sapped energy replenished ...
Be the same old myself ...
An Enigma ...
Untouchable ...
None can come near ...
An energy field keeping...
Them all away from...
Unaffected being.

Time to curl up and sleep ...
Time to Hibernate.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Love Unlimited ...unabashedly...

First time , first time in my life ...
Have I found someone...
Who has had the audacity to look me in the eye and say ...
I am Wrong!
He said I love you ...
But, also has the courage to point out my mistakes...
Hats off to this love ...
For once, I have met my MATCH.
Unabashed I profess my undying Love for him...
For what is love if I don't respect my Man...
I do ...
Love unlimited and profound ...
For you and you Only ...
If you understand ...
Fine!
Else ... My Loss

When the time comes ...

I shall be standing where you left me ...
I shall be living my life ...
Albeit lifeless junkie ...
I shall still live ...
Difficult it is ...
To forget moments ...
The stillness of the night ...
An encumbrance ...
To sense and sensibilities ..
Moments spent with you...
Memories that haven't faded...
Faded have the marks ..
Of passion and wild romance ...
But not indelible marks of love.

When the time comes ....
To think of good times...
Your thoughts will bring a mile on my lips ...
A twinkle in my eyes ..
Fingers entwined ...
Head laid on your bare chest ...
Images even time can't erase.

The eternal bliss of lovers ...
Just lying satisfied ...
In each others arms ..
A moment not forgotten ...
Never forgotten ever ..
Even when the time comes ...
When we are together no more.

When the time comes ...
To look back and choose memoirs to carry ...
In the ultimate Journey ...
Moments spent with you ...
Are all I shall remember ...
And carry forth in life beyond.

Wanderlust

The  dust has settled ...
The mind preoccupied ...
Lots of hustle bustle...
Yet an uncanny feeling ...
All isn't right ...
Deep down somewhere ...
The Mind craves ...
The Heart wonders ....
What am I doing here?
Why am I still here?
What is it that I desire?
Why do I build walls?
Why do I burn the bridges?
Why do I walk alone?
Why ?
A big question ...
The answer not known ...
Maybe, known ...
But buried deep within ...
Hidden so no one sees ...
An awkward silence envelopes me ..
I turn around ...
And, get busy again ...
Knowing very well ...
This too shall pass ...
Life's monotony will take over ...
I shall move on ...
Move  on, I shall...
The Wanderer seeking his desires ..
The Wanderlust within.