Mehak gaon ki,
Mitti mein jaa basi.
Basera jazbaaton se…
Rooh ka kafila chala,
Gehraaiyon mein buna raha.
Woh kaisi yaari,
Log kahe dil-daari.
Daman uska kaise khali…
Saath-hi-saath,
Chale duniya saari.
Kabhi iss kadar,
Kabhi uss dagar.
Ghume woh shehr shehr…
Banjaara woh na sahi,
Dastak de har koi.
Koun hai…
Kahan hai!
Yahaan hoon yaar,
Tere paas, tere saath.
Main sirf main hoon…
Mujhse tu hai,
Mera naam Aks hai.
Along the red of rose,
And white of lilies…
Circled in wide blue,
Lies a radius.
A ‘Supreme’.
An incubator of existence,
Or a haven of spells…
Rings showers of cheer,
Or shrills of fear.
Intangible in its layer,
A placebo it may be…
Suspended it swings,
On the edge as its gear.
Stripped from the rear,
Still whole as a center…
Some say its spice,
I call it ‘Life!’
Kaali chaadar mein…
Raat badhti hai.
Dheemi shama…
Thodi jalti hai.
Teri khaamoshi…
Aaj kehti hai.
Aarzoo banke,
Dilse behti hai!
Woh kya hai jiski rooh nahi,
Woh koun hai jiska raaz nahi,
Phir bhi kabrr par sajta wohi…
Woh kaha hai jiska dhaam nahi,
Woh kabhi hawa se jukta nahi,
Phir bhi aangan mein basta wohi…
Woh kaisa hai jiski baat nahi,
Woh kyon hai jiske jazbaat nahi,
Phir bhi sej pe sajta wohi…
Woh dil pe na kaabu paya,
Woh kyon shabdon se na takraaya,
Phir bhi sehre se bandha wohi…
Woh anant mein kyon,
Woh moksh mein kab,
Mile kuch aise…
Jaise,
Puja ki dhun mein jab,
Aarti ke sur mein sab,
Dev ki bhakti mein tab,
Paavandham ka ek louta nivaasi wohi…
Bataon yaaron,
Woh koun…
Pushpp:
Nazar chura ke tum na dekho,
Jhuki aankhon se tum na muskurao,
Dekho kuch aise…
Khawbon ki haqueeqat dekho.
Khula neela pyaar dekho.
Parindon ki udaan dekho.
Hawa ka jhokha dekho.
Mitti ki khushboo dekho.
Aangan ki pukaar dekho.
Khayaalon ka ehsaas dekho.
Izhaar mein ikraar dekho.
Kabhi toh kehdo,
Yeh ishq hai…
Haan, mujhe ishq hai.
Zubaan-e-ishq ibadaat dekho!
Alone on a long stretch,
Walking in wet sands…
I aim to see far,
And hold it more near.
Thin air sways me,
A swoosh brushes me…
I walk a mile ahead,
In search of only; she.
Soft waves soak me,
With a gush of pristine…
I quest to find her,
Amidst the waves of blue.
The scent of her,
Brings me close…
To make me ponder,
Who I chose?
One to the heart,
One to the soul…
On its way,
Clung to the shore.
Who knocks inside,
And what does it say…
Can she be my answer,
My heart knows it all.
Wish to…wish;
I wish to isolate on a lonely island…
With spreads of blue,
And white cushions to sink my two.
Life of aqua blue,
Layered in dives of untouched clues.
Green moss to gather,
Bring carpets on old leather.
Tropical wine; a sweet linger,
Fruit divine for the thirsty soul.
Stringed bikinis tightly wrapped,
Vagabonds are free to roam.
Simple life and forget all cares,
Naked love is all I swear.
Sometimes I wish…
This is the life,
To run me deep.
And awaken my soul.
Bang on…
The banks of happiness.
Clung tight…
To the shores of inner peace.
Is this me?
Yes, it was…
And, is always me!
~ The Wanderer.
#irshad
Jitni shiddat hai,
Usse tu kho na de…
Jitni shiddat hai,
Usse tu kho na de…
Andheron mein gum si jaaye.
Suna hai ussi mein hai ibbadat.
Sambhale rakh…
Kya pata wahi mera khuda mil jaaye.
Woh rang kya kehta,
Ghulta hawa mein aisa…
Kuch baat thi aisi,
Lagi thodi puraani.
Woh rang ki chunar mein,
Lipte sapne saare…
Kuch baat thi aisi,
Lagi duniya niraali.
Woh rang hai mera,
Dhuaan gulab ka…
Kuch baat thi aisi,
Lagi mehak mithas ki.
Woh dil holle bole,
Ishq hua dheere se…
Kuch baat thi aisi,
Bani yeh meri kahaani.
Rang aaj yeh kehta,
Tere rang mein rang jaaon…
Dhai akshar prem ka,
Aaj sunn meri zubaani.
Someday somewhere…
Inside the big.
We miss,
And we drift.
We are lost.
I miss you…
Not enough.
I claim you…
Not worth.
I want you…
Not just.
How if sometimes…
No words, but feel.
No ideas, but sense.
No reads, but hear.
How if sometimes…
Simply be.
In silence,
With maturity.
In laughter,
With tears.
In respect,
With pride.
In accomplishments,
With giving.
In sacrifice,
With holding.
And, in me…
With you.
Ami
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