Author: anilg

i had sought peace in the silence

without the chirping of birds

or sirens of the streams gone violent

but today when you are wondering

to what extent is the life answering the calls

of the time, space or empty halls

i realize, gong away would not offer

any respite

no matter what we may say

the darker side always has an edge which is bright

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when morning begins with the simmerings of the night before

some body knows, but most are not sure

whether we should ask, see or just observe

or silently absorb all that they say, has no verve

i am a bit baffled, and ask like a fool

why did you do this, as if a fish will choose its school

you have succumbed to the pressures of time

not knowing whether this will last,  even in the youth’s prime

will you forget to break the toys you dont like

do not

after all, you need to decide

what is ok and what is snide

some times people will laugh at things you think seriously

and at times your antics will go unnoticed

learn to ignore what others say

even if it is i

just smile and walk on,

be what you are, how does it mater,

if this does not match with what the world

expects from you

a7 why did you ask, if we sow smiles only in wild

why did you not see the flowerbeds we made

for sowing multitudes of flowers for you to see and play with

but all these beds are empty

no seeds could be sown

because gardeners did not like our tending them

where else will we grow flowers then

tell us

farishtey kaha pata raklhtey hain aaj kal

unko to fursat hi nahin hai hawaon mein khuboo dhundaney se
unko kis bin boi hui kyari men khad dalney ki chinta hai
par shayd tumhey hogi
kyunki tumhey in kyario ko tayyar karna hai

shayad is baar baarish achhi ho
aur shayd kuchh kharpatwar aisey ug aayey
jin par farishety ki pasand titaliya aa jayey

when the city was on fire

there was no auction declared

of any desire

to engulf the houses of those who kept quiet

when the world expected them to speakout

but many inocent poele

came to rescue

you from the fire

but you drew them sinide lest

they save you and get saved

why this desire

to sink with the whole boat

do not stir the pot having slowly cooling embers

their desire for maintaining heat

and your desire to distance cold smiles

are all part of a plot

in which your ambitions do not leave any space

for new scripts to be written up

why not abandon the desire to be articulated

only through your subtle eyes

can one erase your presence

by shifting funiture

or rearranging tables or walls

or by ignighting different incense sticks

whose aroma does not

recall the memories pf moments

which are wrapped

in some bundles of altercation

around which verb or noun will fit most aptly

while deciding to not use any adjective

likhna itna aasan kab ho paya hai,
kis janm ka karja is janm mein chukaya hai
jo bhi thi baatey unkahi
kyun jaakar biyaban mein
tumney unko aakhir
bina kahey sunaya hai

baat itni hi nahin thi, jo khmaosh reh leta main
jaaney kitney janmon ka bhoja tha,
jo kandhey par ab tak uthaya hai
atma ko koi daag na lagey bilkul
is liyey is shareer ko jinda hi dafnaya hai

tum kisee milan ka jikra ab kyu karo
is kabra par kaisey aaj
kisee sufi ki ibadat na ho
mainey apni yadon par se
pehra ab aakhir hataya hai

jisko bhi aana ho aayey yaad,
koi aksa hai jisko ab  mainey mitaya hai

a08

why has your smile been coated with  moist air

heavy and hanging just outside the window pan

neither falling down the branch of an aged tree

nor flying into the clouded sky

has it been stuck on the wall like a poster

on which your father has pasted all the bills

or is it the countsheet

on which some one ticked all the laughters harvested

from a garden soon to be mowed