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fragile flowers

dont let them dry
who knows
when will sky cry

the aroma of the arms
that engulfed a bit of moon
is not mine
any more
is it (not)sure
dont ask
why

Standing at the door
In the middle of night
You looked Down
Looked up
Turned around
And went away
The sails of a boat
Could not hold sway
Storm subsided
Waves went astray

dont knock
i m moving on
without waiting for the clouds
to declare drought
whether it is,
or ought
i doubt
you seem to know
so clearly
dont recall the cracks wrought

Swollen lips
Cracked toes
Have you walked in the cold desert too long
Spring is not too far
But trees need a little manuring
Will you let dried leaves decompose
Don’t burn them
Ash will not illuminate
The mirror of soul
May be it will remind
You to finish the pending chores
Before you row the boat away
Don’t let time hold its sway

ready to dissolve
lake is full of
waves in turmoil
can i hold your hand
and walk you on
the shore

sabra hi kar leta to kya toofano se dosti kar paata
kisee bewafa badal ke nakhrey itney seh paata
tumhari shikayaton ke lihaf mein
chain ki neend kya do pal so paata
sabra kar leta

aao chalo ab is bandhan ko todey
kisee door se aatee awaaz ke saath sur jodey
kya pata kisney is jangal min shahnai bajayee hai
kisee ki diwali hai, aur kisee ki ruswayi hai

Bekaaboo lehron ki bhanwar mein, kaash main ghul jaata
Thoda mitata,
Thoda pista
Thoda khud ke kareeb aa jaata

Lekin lehron ne kab kubool kiya hai meri duaon ko
Uno meri udhadi udhadi se jindagi
Se baney mastool kabhi raas nahin aayey
Unki angdayi, aur meri ruswai
Yahi ab falsafa sa ban gaya hai
Ek aakant taapoo par jeeney ka,
Chalo thodi aag sulgayeyn
Kuchh ham, kuchh wo jhulas jaayen,
Kahin kisee ko shikwa na ho
Kahin kisee ke aansoo lehro ko na uksaayey
Wo aur gussey mein, phir palat kar, tapoo k hi na dubayey
Bhool jao sabhi sharto ko
Bhool jao sabhhi deewaron ki kasmo ko
Aao, doobaney se pehley thoda mil kar muskurayey
Badlon ko aasmaan se apani bahon mein jhukayen

where are the reflections
which made your eyes twinkle
are they wrapped under the smiles of the waves
triggered by the stone you threw in the lake
or have they been sapped by the stars that
still light the way
on which you walk
may it sustain
no matter what gives pleasure or pain

pink it was
star on the keyboard
fallen leaves
arrogance and indifference
but river will flow
partake a few drops
in which a ray can swim or soak
you decide
soak or swim
keep cup empty or fill it to the
brim

want to trust
that your tears are truthful
dont persuade me otherwise