मैं भी कभी कभी लिख लेता हूँ,जलता हूँ अक्सरउन लोगों सेजो कितनी आसानी से अपनी बात कह देते हैं,जो दिल में होता है उसे तुरंत ही रख देते हैं |कैसे?कैसे ज़िन्दगी इतनी सहल कर रखी है भला?क्यों नहीं कभी भरता तुम्हारी सोच का घड़ा?वह क्या
Sleep, sleep now,My sleepless nights,You have earned it. Haven’t you toiled enough?In the scorching sun,Your body is burnt. The mountain has moved an inch,The world, shaken by your faith,Repose! Splotches of your blood Are all dried up,They will heal soon. Lie down on this complacent
When she hurts,They close their eyesAnd pretend to be – the blind men,She is in pain,Can’t you see?What happened to you, my kind men? They cajole her oftenTo their command,“Tired are you? Sleep-tight men!Need some food?”Maybe all the time,Isn’t that right, famished men? She is
खोजूं तेरे समभावशब्दों की धुरी में, तेरी आदतों में छिपती हैमेरी परछाइयों के निशाँ |तू सर्द में है वो मख़मली कम्बल,ओढ़ते ही जो भुला दे दिन रात का पता |हरारत में तेरी उँगलियों के छींटे,सौंप दे जो ओस की सीत्कार,तू शब्द है ऐसे प्रचंड,लगते ही
How would you rather have me?Between the words of a meterOr in a misshapen form.Fighting a war with syllablesOr ridden with adjectivesWith allusions galore.Do you like me in a rhyme?Or prefer me not in a noteTo a metrical song.Do you want to sell me?In the
Each day is my writing pad,I carve letters through my routine,Some days sound the sameBut every page remains different.Some days don’t speak at all,While some days sing a song,Some end up getting torn,When I trundle on their edgesTo test at what point do I fallOut
Today I sleepA slumber so deep,I might not wake up tomorrow,While the world I keepWouldn’t care to peepInto the foreboding of my sorrow. Might I lie,If fine am I,It is the knell that peals yonder,That brings nighA will to dieTo end my ceaseless wander. Some
There is a villain in my house, He has murdered conscience And hid its body in the attic. He steals right under my nose, Honest money and truthful notes, And saves malice for those Who try to race him to the finish line. He eats
Every morningSun breaks into my window,Lighting up all the dark cornersOf my room,Showing me hope,Smiling,Wearing the brightest light,And I caress it gentlyTo relish its taste,Looking right at it,Disarming it with impaling eyes,Seeing through it,Like I know how to read books,Let alone read people.I catch a
Cold buildings,Towering tall,No privacy By the window.Large boards,Blank spaces,Empty hearts,Corporate machinesCharging robots every night.Hear! Hear!Prepare!For another day of tedium.No one knowsWhere they are going,Though they know Where they are coming from.Bleak lobbies,Painted walls,Missing art,Misplaced hearts.Spruced rooms,Grimy insides,Long tables,Scarce foodCoach you to Eat in solitude,Teach you