Aaj ye ilm hua, bade din guzar gaye khul ke hase hue.
Ek arsa beet gaya, zindagi me fase hue
Wo tthahake wali hasi kahi gum ho gayi,
Aur beparwaah seerat bhi sunn ho gayi
Aaj ek bachhe ko bekhauf haste dekha bazaar me,
To yaad aaya, ek ummra nikal gayi dozaar me
Ab khud se ek vaada kar ke lauta hoon seher me,
Thodi fikr kam thodi hasi zyada hogi mere ghar me
Not sure it was the sun or your thought,
That brought me the morning today.
Though the morning was brighter than ever,
The chirps were louder and clear,
The breeze as cool as it was never,
Something was amiss however.
'Magic' as it is, a little bird flew in from nowhere,
Sat on my window and sang as if it didn't care,
With every moment my morning turned more charming,
That smoky voice is still in my head, is that alarming?
To my fears unspoken of, sharp as baleen,
And tears that weren't allowed to be seen.
To the self-denial and missing belief,
And a cringing mind so short of relief.
To the thousand excuses I wanted to make,
And the darkness where I wanted to wean,
To the glaring doubts casted on me,
And a wavering courage with lost sheen,
To all those who wrote me off,
I make a promise to myself so dear,
I shall raise the pedestal and rise over my fear.
I am not perturbed by your condescending smirk,
My mind gets stronger with each new dirk,
Like the last spark of a dousing fire, I shall preserve my being,
Not to put you down, but to salvage my dream.
The eyes which can truly speak,
Pearls which can have the stones bespeak.
They have stories in there a million,
And each one with emotions gazillion.
Deeper they are than the seven seas,
Eyes that can bring you hope and peace.
The charming bright twinkles in those eyes,
Light up several worlds at rise,
In a world left with few emotions and compassion so bleak,
What it needs today is eyes which can speak.
It was the moment of truth, but too long lost,
Desires had to be expressed,but at what cost?
Brave eyes fought hard but the lips gave in,
Pounding heart flew high, sad the mind caved in.
The thought of the sin they said was heavy to endure,
Held the words tight, overcoming the allure.
The feet as if glued, tried to warn,
Between the heart and the mind, the soul felt torn,
Chained to the fears of past, the present was clouded,
The fear for uncertain won, and the moment was shrouded.
An innocuous shrug was all it took to shake my world.
In a good way or worst, my mind is still rambling to find out. And the heart?
Predictably irrational! Never knew a storm can start with such brevity.
Who knew a wildfire will set off with a benign combination of three letters and an exclamation. "Hey!"
Is it easy to let go if you love as they say?
Without a gorgeous night what will be a day?
"We are so different", said the night composed,
The day was lost in her but couldn't disclose.
We are shores and times apart, pressed the night,
The day knew in his heart she was right.
It's only pain and emotions trampled on this path, she affirmed.
The day could feel his heart sink as her words firmed.
The soul that she was, could see on his face the rue,
Sincerely she said, "I am worried for you"
And he knew it was time to let her go off the rim,
He wanted to say so much but the words betrayed him.
As the night shrunk and the day embraced the being,
The world rejoiced the light and sadly ignored the night fleeing.
The day followed her till the last dot of dusk, unaware of its own sheen,
Shone brighter than ever so that his tears can't be seen.
And the world exclaimed -
" What a bright day it has been"
It goes on and the wait never ends,
Human as she is, it shakes her confidence
But it's his memory that can never fade,
Well ensuring her belief doesn't jade.
A battle of mind and heart, even if bona fide,
Her senses act numb to not take any side.
How long can she endure and play to the trap
Human as she is, she might soon snap
They demand I walk away,
Farther from the sun as it closes the day.
My courage wavering, I take the step one,
Looking in their eyes to see a hint of pun.
Their pupils dilated with rage and disdain,
The fire undettered even by the great rain.
And I wonder up in my head,
"What brought to this?
Why is the hatred won't relent,
All this for me being different ?"
And I turn around to cover the distance,
My head still clouded, too weak to take a stance.
Prepared to walk away, from 'them', 'that' and 'theirs',
Towards me and mine, joy or tears.
Teri gairmoujoudagi ki aadat yoon hui,
Ke teri moujudagi se darr lagne laga
Ujale ne aisa saath chhoda mera,
Ke andhera apna sa lagne laga
