Category: poetry

Today
The clouds were not too keen
To descend
Earth, like a lovelorn, was wondering
Did cloud feel bad
On her being, a bit sarcastic yesterday
But clouds were busy in conversation
With the sky
What happened
O clouds
You are still around
Don’t ask why,
O sky
Have you embraced us enough
To take our heat
And make us dry
Cold
And wanting to soak
In the warmth of the earth
Sky
Kept quiet
There was a lightening
Rain followed
Everywhere cold air
Took over
The warmth in the heart of devotees
Kindled the desire
Of clouds to wrap around them
That is also way of your blessing
O lord

‘Having oozed all heat to sky
I had to come down’
Said the cloud
Seeking the warmth from the earth,
‘So You will take the warmth
And then go away’
Said earth
With a twinkle in her eyes,
Clouds had already started
Moving up
Having warmed the monastery
And all the devotees
At your altar
Lord

Toofano ne uchhala, bhanwaron ne sambhala
Jindagi meri hai, ek bujhney ko Tayyar jwala
Aaao, ek deep tum ab chaho to jala lo,
Dhuyen se merey apni aankhon mein Kajal saja lo

Phir kabhi fursat se, saalon baad jab yeh Mehsoos hoga
Kisee baadal ka karja kisee nadiya se wasool hoga
Shayad tab tumhey phir se wo lamhey yaad aayengey
Jindagi ko jab ek Paak, Aur nek Kareebi se jiya tha hamey

Swapno mein khwahishey Kuchh pal Gayi
Gaanthey jo band thi jamaney se gal Gayi
Boondo ki kyaa baat Karun
Palkon mein jo band thi, jaaney Kab se, dhal Gayi

dont ask the clouds
where they are destined to go
as if they know
but dont be surprised
if they stay here
for longer than you expect
which peaks entice them
why
who knows
but breeze is not obliged
to either, the peaks
or the valleys
it just wanders
here, there and somewhere
does it know
need it know?

seemaon mein bandh kar hi to nadiya behti hai
jheel kab kisee ke dwar par thaharti hai
man na nadiya ka ho saka
na jheel ki bhanwar mein hi yeh bandha
le lo jitna ashreya is ped ki chhaya mein mil jaye
jaaney kab ghun ko iski jadon ka swad fal jayey

meri koi jyaada arzoo nahin
kisee pal ki koi yaad waris nahin

khoob udo, unchey aasmaan mein
tairo gehrey samudra mein

meri bahon ke mastool shayad fat se gaye hain
samudra ki leheron mein kuchh khwab
atak se gaye hain
kati patang ki tarah, inko atkey rehney do
palko ki jaban se thodey geet behney do
aur baaki sab kuchh ankaha hi rehney do

Butterfly threatened the sunflower
If it didn’t stop complaining
It will pollinate another garden
But she knew
His complaints
Were the outcome
Of all the colours
He had gathered through her sojourns
To gardens beyond

despair
not
hope belied
but the truth lasts
when white hairs will
not hide signatures of time
the eyes will get dimmed
light will still last

i will die
and so will all those scars which
i earned for being a fellow walker
on a thorny road

but no body wil deny
the agony of sky
which will not
let clouds rain
over the promised land, but dry

will the sand not erode
if wind continues to blow the way
it is blowing just now
whirlpool sometimes
and
tornado at others
how do i persuade the storms to shelter
dream of the tiny vapors
evaporating from the eyes
of
those children
which cry
because they are pampered
they cry because they get too much for nothing almost
now why should not i pay attention to those children
who
yearn for basic needs
and are blessed if they just move on
to work harder to fulfill their dream
let me help the children
who deserve my time
energy
and prayers more
more
a lot
more indeed