Aayojan....

Aayojan...

Karo aayojan ab nirantar bhayankar,

Daro nahi ab ,shodho tum nit naye ashud kalankar,

Ki bhari hai kan kan me aaj us lalima ki bhadak,

Nikalo bahar use Jo chhupi hui thi kabse is hriday me kadak.



Jaago ab tadke-tadke,ki bhadke rahe is man ke wo lupt-supt anu,

Khelo tum agni-katar se,ki mitti ki jagah ab khoon ban main sanu.

Hal-mudlar chhod de ab,ki harit kranti ki ab hai lalima anoothi,

Vaani ko de thaam kuch der,ki kritya me hai sabne ab apni saans jhonki.



Manjhne chali hai ab har wo patang jo nabh me udne ko hai,

Dor uski ab chooti hai gagan,hiran sher nigalne ko hai,

Sehama-bikhara jo hai use ab jaa rok,kar de deep wahan bhi wo prajwalit,

Aayojan kar ab aisa hardam tu,ki chhap chhod de tu apni wo nit-amit.



Dhara ki kokh se ab behne de tu saahas,

Kundan mat khod,koyla aur pasina baha kar tu attahas,

Us kshatru ko jo chhupa hai bheetar,nikal ab use har koh-kandahar se,

Apni aadrata ko kar tu vashpit,bhar de us pyale ko nilkanth ke halahal se.



Rok na paaye tujhe ye aasman,saagar aur ye bayaar,

Aayojan kar kuch aisa bheeshan,nistabdh ho jaaye ye sansar,

Vat vriksha aur ye nadiya bhar poori,

Vishram me hai sab,ab aandolan hai zaroori.



Granthaon me jo padha hai,ab wo karne ka waqt aaya hai,

Bhagwan ki taraf mat dekh,ki tu khud hi apna sarmaya hai.

Swing...O..Swing..

Shining Swing....

Past-

Your hair swirls, laughter echoes,

As the swing oscillates from heads to toes.

Your head thrown back in the motion is a visual delight,

Teeth shining bright calls for beholding the sight.

My able hands give the swing a forceful thrust,

You sit pretty with arms wide, full in trust.

The joy of your face wavers never whether in crest or through,

The heart who doesn’t beat with you is either dead or is tough.

Present-

You were my first love, my first flight to heaven,

I recall you were about four, I only seven.

The swing of life gave me all the crests, but you,

You swung into oblivion, the playground is empty without you.

I take the swing now also, but alone are the rhymes,

Laughing a hearty laugh like you brings back the old times.

The swing but dies early, oscillation damp and jerky,

The shining swing now suffers from damp rust, all cranky and creaky.

Future-

They say childhood and love are always there,

I seek your friendship, I search that stare.

I will tell all that you were there, when I pushed that swing, When I wiped your tears,

That you will come back unannounced, laughing that gaily laugh of yours.

A soliloquy...

A soliloquy

I
I know not whether you hear me,
Doesn`t matter.I walk alone.I talk alone to thee.

I
I discard the shackles that world snakes around,
Broke free.I am free.Wings took me above ground.

I
I see the dancing flames that devour all souls,
I burn in hell.I burn within.Fire dwindling,throw more coals.

I
I pray in desire of deliverance and infamy,
I kneel.I genuflect.I bow to the idols of the tyranny.

I
I aspire the heights of the mountains rise,
I jump in ecstacy.I fell all inspired and wise.

I
I sometimes wonder at the ignominy of the journey,
I sail alone.The caption of the ship alone takes the tourney

Sher-o-Shayari 6

sher-o-shayari..

Jalsa hi maloom na tha is takdeer ka,
Ki khaak ho gayi roshni chamakne se pehle.

Aaj jaanib aai hai jab wo pehli dafa,
Hum kabr se nikalne ko tayaar na the.

Shayari muflisi ka hi ek shor hai galib,
Ki dil ki aawaz ka tehkhana to humne bhi nahi dekha.

Har manzar me ab aapka saya shor karta hai,
Deedar to barson pehle chhin liya tha aapne.

Khayalat me ab raha karta hai tumhara aks,
Ki roz tumhe dekhne ki haisiyat nahi.

Tere mohalle se guzrega kal janaza mera,
Ki teri khooshbu jaanat me le jaane ki khwaiish hai.

Gehrai is nazm me nahi hai aye saaki,
Ki jaam hi ab dil me utra karte hai.

Tanhaii ka shor ab bebas sa hua lagta hai,
Tere jaane ka ehsaas ab paraya sa lagta hai.

surkh ho gayi hai ab kalam ki syahi likhte likhte,
Ki ab ghazal me bhi aapka deedar nahi milta.

Khadim ki ye hai peshkash aakhiri,
ki maut bhi ab aane se mana karti hai.

A Rummy Affair...

Rummy Affair..

I was not surprised,
When the knife was prised,
As it is the day was gloomy,
An ominous pall fell on the lair,
I saw through it.A rummy affair!

She looked in the eyes with full of wonder,
My heart rumbled with booms and thunder,
Can`t figure why the change of guard,
It smelled fishy,both to the baron and the bard,
I learned a lesson never to dare.
I nosed into it.A rummy affair!

The kettle gave a strange wheezle,
It burned!bounced & let out a fiery sizzle,
Far from the dinner I was promised,I surmised,
A strange boil,an arcane mix was on the side,
All the caution and the sagacity was on the spare,
I smelled it from far.A rummy affair!

The setting was one with a filmy flair,
The ugly horse was after the fair mare,
But romance was nowhere to be seen,uninvited!
Television also blared gory gobbledygook,blighted!
It was a night where the stars hid behind the dark veil out of fear,
Even the wind rustle was missing,I guessed the end was near.
I bade my host sayonara from long.A rummy affair!!

Flipping through the pages...

Flipping through the pages...

I saw & wondered!Then something I remembered!
The sands of time slip by quick,
The chimes of the old board the return ship.
Flipping through the pages of life,I remembered & I wondered!

The cobwebs have taken their hold on the memories,
Grime have soften the strong bonds of the eternal coteries,
Unfortunate it seems,but the almanac is now dusty,
The pages are tough to turn,all worn and rusty.

Years have passed since I entered the forgotten hallows,
The remains of the good times proliferate,staring back are the shadows.

Severance of bonds of the old took away that tether,
Tell the bleeding heart,the blood pumps whither.

Clicked albums have forgot the negatives that came before,
Memories have gorged out the back eyes,darkness only bore.

I tried to tell myself not to take the rotten path of the old,
But alas! the heart blinks stupidly at the years that were forged of gold.

Gathering disjointed thoughts,I saw myself looking at a forlorn picture,
The eyes bubbled with laughter, mouth a sad-grim mixture.

So long! I said and closed the book that was home to the skeletons of the past,
I said to myself,'Wonder when I saw through my facade last.'

Getting back to you ..

Getting back to you...



Eyes sparkle,tears dance,
Seeing you again,I go in a trance.

Mind went numb as I saw you again,
Sound came in waves,memories came in train.

Calculating heart beats that went astray,
I locked eyes with you that had much to say.

Petite hands,lithe figure, and a flickering smile,
She sent rosy vibes aplenty,easy was her guile.

Words belie emotions,failed me in entirety,
I saw the waiting heart,to connect again was the prioirity.

The longing was mutual,I felt the unbridled warmth.
But I downplayed the signal,my ego looked north.

I waited for the moment,sheepishly rubbed at trousers the shoe,
I never thought I would see you again,leave alone getting back to you.