Category: Poem

I am the dusk

I am the dusk
then it will be dark
fiery ball cools
weary of the scorching day
sliding down rapidly
pulling the rays down
pausing briefly at the rim
Just for one last look
at its creation
before it is night
last stroke of golden brush
paints the sky crimson
I am the dusk
slowly turning dark
last rays lingers on my wings
warming it, to be alive
it no time to be trapped
its my final flight
I reach out to the glowing light
and I soar
its a new day

दीवार पे तस्वीर

दीवारों पे टंगी तस्वीर ने
बेजुबान कई कहानियां
अतीत की आवाज़ चुरा कर
आज मुझे सुनाया है

कैद कर वो लम्हा
तस्वीरों के बेजान पन्नों पर
फिर आज जैसे
वही एहसास लौट आया है

नज़र धुंधला गई है
आंखे नम हो गई है
तस्वीर वहीं दीवार पे थम गई है
पर अरमानों ने उड़ान भर ली है

समय की सूइयों को
मोड़ने का ख्याल आया है
उस लम्हे को फिर से
जीने का ख्वाब सजाया है

समय की रेत को टटोला
तो वो लम्हा हाथ आया है
उसी लम्हें में पूरी उम्र
गुजारने का ख्याल आया है

Behind the blinding Glow

He is a performer
puts up a show
he is a star
turns up the glow

there he shoots up
blazes the sky
bursting open
into millions, up high

the blaze is blinding
he is the light
there is no darkness
in the smile so bright

Show’s over
everyone’s happy
the tickets are strewn
the place looks crappy

The mask is peeled
grin stays pasted
the night is over
the dawn lays wasted

its a new day
all over again
there will be a new act
for he has to entertain

he is a performer
he puts up the show
no one sees the tear
behind the blinding glow

Cocooned in time


There they are,
imaculate and pure
cocooned in innocence
untouched by life

We have moved on
weaving our destinies
through fuzzy maze of time
with our own tussles and strife

‘Then’ has drifted away from the ‘Now’
seperated by layers of time
each twist n turn charting separate paths
each moment playing a dice

That moment still floats
serene in my mind
far away to touch and feel
yet close enough to entice

the mind knows I cannot
but the heart still pines
if i could go back,
it would be nice

But If if did reach that moment
through sheer force of love
I wonder what it would take
for my yearning to suffice

I would re-live the moment
Tempted to tell whats in store
Guide them of the twist n turns
of the pitfalls lurking in disguise

But I know I wouldn’t have the heart
to take away the god’s gift
of uncerain possibilities of life
be it good or otherwise

I would just watch
as they play in the moment
imaculate and pure
cocooned in innocence
untouched by life