Dil na jo kar paye bayaan

Jab shabd na karein ehsaas ka bayaan

Mutthi bhar lafz lagte hain kam

Dil chahta hai kuch kehna

Baat uski hai jise kehte hain jakhm.

Tumhare sath bitaye hue lamhon ki taazgi

Har pal mere saanso ke sath jeeti hai

kar na paaun izhaar jab ho jayoon bhaavvibhor

Rishta yeh kehlata jaise chanda ya chakor.

Roothkar jab main ho jaoon ruyansi tumse kabhi

Apni man ke uljhan se tumhe karoon pareshan

Koft na tum khana kabhi uska

Un chakshuyon ko yaad kar samajh jana

tumhari khushi main hi chupi hai hamesha meri khushi

Us prem ke ehsaas ka ho hole se tum jagakar chale gaye

Ashrudhara bahakar deti hoon santavna,kamna hain us milan ka jab

hongi main tumhare sath har khushi har gam chahe din ho ya raat.

Tareeka alag hai swabhaav se se main alag

Uttejna ke chalte bhaavuk jo main ho jayoon kabhi

Meri chupi bhaavnao ko samajh lena tum

Kabhi anjane koi bhool ho jaye to

Galti samajh maaf kar dena tum

Zindagi ki peedaon se joojhkar

Mile jo tum mujhe humsafar

Dil ne ashayon ka sanjoya hai yeh gehana

Bandh gaye hai ek naajuk se dor me

Dekho gaanth na kabhi aane dena.

Sarthi.....tum hath thaam lena

Tanhayion me dil se goonjti hai aaanhen...Intezaar kiska karti hai yeh nigaaahein,

Haule se dastak de khamosh si jindagi me tumne uthaya hai yeh sailabKaun ho tum utha do apne chehre se yeh nakaab.
Lamhe beet jaate hai, pal arson sa lagta hai baat karte kartebas ek khwahish rehti hai milee manzil me wahi jahaan ki or hum badh chalein....

na shikwe shhikayat ho, na koi dooriyan har mushklon ko laangh hum is kalpana ko jee le sachayin ko chute chute.
Tumhari dheemee ahat ke sath rangeen se lagne lagi hai duniya,Har hasin pe lagta hai kahi mugalta to nahi bhai ka saya sath nahi chorta,

dil ke vispandan pe adhikar sa hai jaise tumharaBas chale jaa rahi hoon badhte kadam ke sath...todte hue saari viraniyan.
Apnepan ke is ehsaas ko dil me samaye nikal chali hoon us manjil ki orJo tumne na kehte hue bhi dikha dee,Sarthi ban mere pyaar ke is rath ko kheechnakahin kadam dagmaga gaye to mujhe thaam lena.

Coupe of Life

With the beep of an sms my heart says its you..
On a rainy afternoon the dreamy eyes say its you...

The stranger in my dreams whose face is hidden makes me fee its you
What shall I do my world seems to be you......

With the crack of dawn and the chirp of morning birds,whilst I wake up and extend my hand towards the bottle of waterWish its you and I hold you tight not letting you go....

the whistle of kettle, the alarm of the clock, stray dogs barking at the thresholdmakes me come back to the reality of life.

Straightjacketed I feel when I am away from you,My idle musing makes me lose myself in the favonian aura of the unseenlove which grows in me deep.

Sweeping me away to day dreaming, bringing smiles with every moment cherished...
Traveling along life this beautiful chapter looks like an eternal bliss..

Strange is the chemistry which heals all the bruised reminiscence,which reflects in our hours of amorous talks...

What do I say about the amative glances, sending shiver down my spine...Let's patiently wait for the rendezvous.... a tryst with destinyLeading to hope or to despair..thats what is called a coupe of life!

Life in a metro...unfinished as of now

With the morning alarm at 5 a.m and the rush to the kitchen to pack my food for the day..I wake up finding an excuse to sleep more.In the desperate attaempt to be successful and balance out things, how can I let go my health?With the clock ticking and reminding of my next time table slot for the gym, there I pack my bag and leave home..oops "house' because all that the rented apartment has, is a soul mostly not around with amenities gathered and luxuries afforded to be covered with dust missing the owner's presence to enjoy.
The clock ticks again and the time running reminds me of my clarion call of duty which earns me money to survive.I seem to have built up a strange relationship with time.Governing my life, it tells me where, when and What I should be doing.At the same time it is never enough and most sought after.
Look at the irony, the hardest earned money in the economic meltdown is hard to get and throws down the years of hard work in just one pay cut and takes you to the career regression lane.

With constant turmoil in mind and debate between the conscience and the self, time runs by and the long travel in the city burns down all the energy in me.
The house becomes my home by the time I retire in bed.With tv channels being surfed along with the numerous phone calls I attend of friends and family and at times of that special someone whose voice freshens the soul up....ideas prevail in and cursing the heavy duty body and the life I lead, inner self comforts me after having heard from others and puts me back on track again...waiting for the long awaited day off and next day's agenda.There I call it a night hoping to see the silver lining someday....

"Bon Retreat"

Myriad of beautiful thoughts,
Weaving a dream of togetherness
Companionship that completes me
Is it a dream come true?

Crossing the geographical boundaries, ways we find to stay connected,
Stretching our limitations, separation gets us dejected.
With sleepless nights and dreamy days…
Heaps of work and piles of pressure takes a backseat,
Silly as it may sound, it’s a “Bon Retreat”.

From frenzied state to delirious mind
Or the mad whirlpool of pleasure this gives me and
Wants to cherish you like a treasure.

Flow of uncontrolled desires overlook the hurdles,
When the destination is so clear, why carry the fear?

One nod of acceptance, my heart strives to be yours
Give you all that I have and love you more and more.
Be my inspiration Yarra, together we will be.
Happiness lies in our hands, our future I foresee.

Here make thee promise always to love and savour you
Like your shadow in the sun will walk hand in hand with you.

Angry with life..Poem for someone I loved

The anguished heart ponders over the lost love,
But the mind says love was never yours
Unanswered questions baffle me and the turbulent whirlpool of thoughts torment my mind.
I let the dust to settle down and moved on in life….with the identity which I coated with the harshness of the world.
The hidden me, my insecure self lost all the trust, angered persona of mine gave its back to life
The tempestuous past haunts me and its clutches my emotions to purge out.

I ran thee from my own fears, happiness, and my grieved self with a sullen outlook towards the world.
In quest of Utopia I turn off all the love showered….

Came in a lady with open arms to share, to care, to be there and to go no where….
The dilemma in me cocooned my heart and enveloped it in the layers of past….

Spellbound she was, made relentless efforts in vain to win over, drag the pains away.
Nevertheless the Cathartic me held it all up in and hid myself again.
The weakened me made her a bait on the warped wire and strangled her n mine happiness.
There she went away with a dying hope of togetherness…
But someone has rightly said in a fight between human and destiny, destiny always wins.
Crushed were her desires, her dreams to love you endlessly, bring back the lost hope but she failed.
Tears fall down from the eyes that still seek refuge in the poor substitute of your memory.
Sob! She loves you and will till the eternity.

Life dear friend is to love, to be loved, give and receive, and not to hold back oneself.
Let happiness reign supreme, don’t run away from life.

Life does take many things from us but has its own way of giving it back to us.
We just need to read the signs we get and let the door of opportunity open.
Don’t be so angry with your own self…try to live in present.

Will miss you always