anil gupta's blog

tired tranquility asked me , why
why are you so impatient,
why do not you go and retire
how could i even suggest
the winds are not so strong that sails
of my boat can be filled
and i go away
but then you would not let me anchor here for too long
may be i should sink the boat
forget swimming
and let the waves carry me in their arms
some where
where there is no fatigue
and no sleep

silence of serenity that engulfed me tonight

when you asked me to not to sulk, be bright

i wondered if this is all that you ask for after all

no complaints, no expectations and just be on call

i have no idea, how much the pain was caused on the way

when you waited for me, and i had no time to even to say

go, go, go far and away, do not seek me in the woods on fire

i have sold all the gold, now i have nothing to ask, not even a desire

i cared for you not enough,
forgot to talk to doctor
when you were not well,
and forgot to tell you
how wonderful was the moment
when you allowed

small indiscretions
today i am not well
you have talked to doctor
what do i complain about,
tell me
why do not you let me complain

kuchh bolney ko thi, par kyun ruk gayi

baati to thi baaki, par roshni chuk gayi

kahin aisa to nahin, dekh liya tha aasman

taaron ko hi nahin, tha chand ko bhi guman

shayad ab ek dhara aseem sneha ki bah gayi

mujhey to tha pata, par hawa sab fir kah gayi

jindagi ki daur mein, thoda peechhey reh gaya tha

shila jo dhaki thi barf se yugon se, aaj wo bas dhay gayi

tum to bas chup chap thi,  lein wo aankho ki nami, bas kah gayi

bas sab kuchh aaj  kah gayi,bas sab kuchh aaj  kah gayi

the lotus leaves are wet
and bit hesitant
to keep the dew balls in their lap for too long
before sun rises and takes them in his arms
they wish to persuade  them

evaporate or mix with the pond
but why should dew have only these choices
why could not they moisten your lips
and heal the cracks
so that you could whistle
with joy
when lotus blooms
i think, it now blooms

have you moved to new moorings,
with subtle sounds
of trees and also
with clouds trapped in their branches
but not yet sure
to rain or not
drift away
or stay still
till the warmth
of the ground will melt them

jeevan ab dhaaron ne bandha

kisee kinarey ne na chaha

aisa teer tha samaya ne sadha

kisi manjil ko bhed  na paya

wo hi to rishi ban gaya

baaki sab thi dundhli maya

sneha ke beejon ko thoda to aur seencho
gehrey kunyey se panee ko thoda aur kheencho
kahin koi pyasa na ho, kisee ki na rahey aarjoo baaki
baanto sneha ko, jitna ho sambhav,
ab na aur apni mutthi bheencho

samaya kabhi poochey bhi to,
kehna jeevan ko khub jiya hai
jab bhi man chaha,
niyamo ko raund diya hai
nahin kisee ke bandhan ko mana
kuchh aisey they spandan,
jinko tumney na pehchana
chalo ab karlo thoda  vishram
jo bhi tha, bhulo usko,
do sabhi apekshaon ko viram

meri jarurateny ab kam honey lagi hain

kuchh jo thi baaki aarjoo, hab ghulney lagin hain

aansuon mein kisee ko agar kuchh kam lagey

to kehna, ki aansuo ka namak kisee smanadar mein kho gaya hai

jo bhi tha chup abhi tak kahin par, wo ab achanak thoda sa ro gay hai

mat poocho ki kaisey mainey jindagai ko jiya hai

har taar ko imandari  se, us  julahey ne tere daman mein siya hai

do we really seek solace

amidst the bubbling fires of faith

and trust that carcks up on the slight tremor

how could we imagine the longer journeys

ever taking the turns at which

shadows of subtle suspicions

erase the marks of meanings undiscovered so far