Why do you read her?

She's left the past behind...
Long ago ...
Why do you read her now?

There are no memories to share ...
Just nightmares that recur.

Why do you read her?
She's just a ghost from the past ...
Let her remain in vapour form...
She's just a wisp of days gone by ...
Bygone days should bring a smile on your lips ...
The tears are long dried.

Why do you read her Lamentations?
Those are her musings on a rainy day ...
The rains washed the streak lines along her cheeks, long ago.

Why, oh why?

They are just memories ...
Rewinding and replaying...
Images of a bygone era...
Nothing else ...
For nothing remains but our memories...
To torment us sometimes...
That's all, just memories...
Erased ...
Yet, traces remain.

Liar, laying in the lair ...

The fox, the cunning fox...
He stole her moments...
He snatched her happiness...
Hidden in his lair...
He pounces on catches unaware...
The liar...
The cheat ...
The lying fox...
Liar, laying stealthily in his lair ...
He watches for prey ...
He uses them ...
And, then he trots away ...
Mumbling...
The grapes are sour.
#GoFigure

Love Unbridled

Their love was timeless ...
With gay abandon they roamed around...
Painting the town red ...

Loved and lost

She loved
She lost
She's lost

The Dragon within...

Blackmail, intrigue & explosive exploits stretch the bonds of friendship, as lost secrets and untold lore come to light in a world full of magic wielding #dragonswithin

Next up in my chronicles of procrastination: I feed my imaginative cat some mangoes

Oh! Oh! Where did my Van Gogh go?

Been searching high,
Been searching low,

Does anyone know,
Where did my Van Gogh?

My Art, my art of aches and pain.

Do you see me as I see you?
Your fire is a mead to my soul,
And I ruminate on its firefly glow.
Your air unwinds my unseen
Tempestuous gloom, overcoming the dark
With eyes so blue.
It's all the warmth I want
Because all is you.
You are my verses
You are my poetry
You are my pain
You are my annihilation
You are the Does tiptoeing
You are the Cat prowling
Yes, you are my birth and death
You are the keeper of my ashes.

You are the Dragon, I keep chained...

You are the Dragon, I shall unleash one day
Till then, sleep well o' purring one
For the end is near...

Soon we shall be one
A power unbeknownst to man
A power hidden within
The Dragon within.

रेत का गुबार

एक वक्त था जब सब शांत था
हर तरफ खुशहाली थी
वो थे हम थे
सब ठीक ठाक चल रहा था
फिर,
वक़्त की एक अशांत शांत आंधी आयी
और सब कुछ बिखेर कर चली गयी
कुछ न बचा ,
न घर, न बगीचा और न ही इंसानियत
जो बचा , वो एक हंसता दहकता आग का दरिया
और वो शक्श जिसने सब उजाड़ दिया था
वो एक कली जो बची थी
मुरझा गयी
कोमल कपोलों सी उसकी हंसी
रुक सी गयी
चारों तरफ उजड़ा चमन
कहीं भी खुशी की एक झलक तक नहीं
दूर दूर तक रेत के ढेर
एक आंधी चली और
रेत का गुबार उठा
वो सब खुशियां अपने साथ ले गया
कली बची, सिमटी सी
किस्मत का खेल देखती रही
पलट गई वो
उस रेत के टीले से दूर
उसने खुद अपनी कब्र खोदी
और उसमें समा गई
फिर रेत का एक गुबार आया
कब्र ढक गयी रेत के कणों से
अब कली कहीं दिखती नहीं
कोई आशा भी नहीं

जो गया सो गया
अब न कुछ बाकी है
अब न फिर कोई कली खिलेगी
अब न कोई राधा नाचेगी
अब न कोई कान्हा होगा
अब होगा तो सिर्फ
हहशत और दहशत का नग्न नृत्य
अब होगी हाहाकार
धरती मिट्टी मिट्टी हो जाएगी
न नर रहेगा न नारी।

वक़्त

वक़्त है कि थमता ही नहीं
अपनी ही रफ्तार से चला जा रहा है
और हम
वहीं के वहीं
न एक कदम आगे चल सके
न एक कदम पीछे जा सके
बस वहीं कदम रुक गए
जहां थे, वहीं ।

ज़माने को देखो
वो तेज़ दौड़ा जा रहा है
एक मृगतृष्णा के पीछे
अपना सब कुछ छोड़े जा रहा है
अपना घर
अपनी मोहब्बत
अपना वजूद
फिर बचा ही क्या ?
कुछ नहीं
पर इंसान है कि
लालच का सिरा छोड़ता ही नहीं
चाहे कुछ भी हो जाये
ये इंसान सुधर नहीं सकता।

वक़्त की आंधी आएगी
सब तिनका तिनका हो जाएगा
न घर रहेगा न घरोंदा
बस बाकी रह जाएंगी  यादें
यादें भी धुंधला जाएंगी
कुछ नही बचेगा
बस एक स्याह अंधेरा
और कुछ नहीं।

वक़्त का तकाजा है
वक़्त देखा है हमने
वो किसी के लिए नहीं ठहरता
वो बस चलता रहता है।

वक़्त ...

The darkness engulfs her ...

She runs wildly ...
Arms flayling in space ...
Feet trying for a foothold ...
She's engulfed in darkness ...
A hot tub of emotions...
Imagination wild and distinct...
Cold and fierce ...
There's sadness all around ...
She has only herself to surround herself with...
She's lost ...
Wandering hopelessly here and there...
Wondering where she went wrong...
Whom did she harm.
She harms herself...
The pain brings some relief ...
But that ain't the antidote...
To the poison left within.
She cries silently ..
Wails within ...
A hollow holler at her self ...
Why?
How could she allow this to happen again?

The silence within , deafening...
A chill going up her spine ...
She looks at the sleeping pills ...
And knows best what to do.

She has to numb the feelings...
She has to shut the noise out ...
If not now ...
She might act weird ...
For sanity's sake. ..
She has to cull the insanity ...
The noise within.