Friday, June 24, 2016

Nature Calls

Have you ever sensed the wind?
have you felt it's breeze?
have you heard what it says?
just flow with it to find it out..





Touched the fresh and frightening grass?
touched the soft cushion it makes?
just lie upon it to find it out..






Have you ever felt the mist?
Have you seen the treasure it hides?
just be lost in it to find it out..




अनदेखा

 देखा है.....

इस दुनिया में हमने सब देखा है,
वो देखा है जो कम लोगों ने देखा है,
देख कर भी अनदेखा है ॥




कभी इकरार तो कभी इन्कार देखा है ,
प्रेम देखा है पर उसमे विकार भी देखा है,
चाहतों में सिमटे संसार को देखा है,
देख कर भी अनदेखा है ॥




प्यार देखा है तो रार भी देखा  है,
अनसुने अनजाने तकरार को देखा है,
मतलबी मस्ताने इंसान को देखा है,
देख कर भी अनदेखा है ॥

Sunday, December 27, 2015

Never get TOO old

Never get too old..

As a person or a monk, never stop never halt,
either a walker or a talker, never pause never hush,
as a son or a daughter never start a new war,
since the war is aisle and aside,
manage it within, never avoid what's ashore.



As we move with new chapters, never gets them unread,
this deed is the ultimate desire,the need is what we seed,
sow the diversity in the mind, don't let it be the creed indeed.



This desire is the blizzard,
carry it flawlessly to avoid the haphazard,
place it right, then make it right,
follow the mind words, until  it gets too old to mind.




Never get too old to conserve it
Never get too old to preserve it,
Your life depends upon the diversity
Never get too old to recreate it.

Friday, April 26, 2013

Sometimes


Sometimes I feel different, later start feeling the same,
That different feeling is on the end same to same,
Sometimes I fake it to avoid the shame,
But sometimes I take it to get the game,
That helps me to collect the fame.



I judge people on the basis of  their clothing & grooming,
If natural, it won't budge their class & tuning,
Sometimes for what they speak & sense,
If natural, it won't budge their thinking sentence,
But sometimes am too puzzled  about what to judge,
As people are judging me too, sure feels like a grudge.
Sometimes I feel different, later start feeling the same,




Sometimes i like people, but sometimes i hate them,
Sometimes i fear loosing people, but sometimes i wanna loose them,
Sometimes its nil, but sometimes its my only obsession,
It's either an acceptation, or a rejection sedation,
Sometimes i feel different, later start feeling the same.






Tuesday, July 3, 2012

मैं हूँ आधुनिक मनुष्य


मैं हूँ आधुनिक मनुष्य ,
आधुनिकता है मेरा पर्याय,
आधुनिकता है मेरी गाथा,
हूँ मैं अपनी ही धुन में,
अनैतिकता मैं करता जाता,
मैं हूँ आधुनिक मनुष्य,
ये धुन है एक अनैतिक गाथा..




मैं हूँ परिपूर्ण,
मैं हूँ संपूर्ण,
उपयोग करता मैं सबका,
कार्य सिद्धि कर जाता,
जो अगर तू न पिघले,
जज़्बातों के मैं तीर चलाता,
मैं हूँ आधुनिक मनुष्य,
ये धुन है एक अनैतिक गाथा..




मेरे जीवन में तेरी अहमियत क्या?
तू तो एक रास्ता है, जो तरक्की को जाता,
साम-दाम-दंड-भेद, सभी मैं अपनाता,
देख मैं तुझ पर वार करता,
फ़िर भी तुझे जीत जाता,
आखिरकार ऊँचाइयों की बुलंदियों पे पहुंचना,
यूँ ही सुगम न हो जाता..
मैं हूँ आधुनिक मनुष्य,
ये धुन है एक अनैतिक गाथा..



अपनी भौतिक संतुष्टि की अनुभूति हेतु,
तेरी  आत्मा को मैं दुःख पहुंचाता,
लेकिन मुझे इससे वास्ता क्या,
मैं तो अपने ही भव-सागर में गोते लगता,
मैं हूँ आधुनिक मनुष्य,
ये धुन है एक अनैतिक गाथा..




दर्पण में तनिक देख लो खुद को,
अदृश्य सी कुछ बेड़ियों से तुम हो जकड़े,
जाने क्यूँ मुझ पर समर्पित तुम लगते,
तुम्हारे जज़्बातों से खिलवाड़ मैं करता,
और तुम अभी तक हो मुझको पकड़े?
मैं हूँ आधुनिक मनुष्य,
ये धुन है एक अनैतिक गाथा..





जो अगर रूठ जाओ मुझसे कभी तुम,
भूल के में भी दूर न जाने की सोचना तुम,
पता तुम्हे भी है की सब हैं आधुनिक आजकल,
खोज न पाओगे मुझसे बेहतर अनैतिक आज या कल,
मैं हूँ आधुनिक मनुष्य,
ये धुन है एक अनैतिक गाथा..

Saturday, June 30, 2012

From The Inside


My Shadow is unlike me, It changes its appearance,
Goes bigger,smaller or similar as the sun calls.
My Face is unlike me, Its changes its expressions,
Goes happy, sad or neutral as the situation calls.





My tongue is unlike me, It changes its taste,
Goes sweet,sour or bitter by words.
My heart is unlike me, It changes its beat,
Goes fast, slow or stops, when the time calls.




My organs are having their own independent state,
Like they having their own conceptual state,
Does everyone feels the same haste?



My Soul is one of a kind,
It's one and only, also the very kind,
It serve my body, and gets served,
Eventually when you serve, you get to be served.




I tried letting you out, you were invisible,
I tried figured you out, you were intangible.
Tried to forge you, but you were uninvited.
Then tried erasing you from my mind, but you were invincible.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

The Perfect Love



I am always, always have been, and forever will..
Look forward to please you,
Do anything that teaches you,
Spend a fortune, if you like,
Make a dune, for your hike,
As your happy time is my delight!




Seeing you happy is like living in the true-sense,
Am overwhelmed recognizing your mind-sense,
When I do anything, feels a non-sense,
And when you do it, seems the common-sense,




You are the sun and the moon of my life, will never let you go,
The energetic light and the cold shelter of my life, will never let you go,
Let me in instead, and never let me go..