curiosity, concern, compassion and collaboration
kyun achanak, kuchh paal itney bhaari ho gayey
wo na boley, aur ham kya kuchh samajh gayey
kisee ummeed ko palney ki shart na kubool ho
is lieye kadmon ke nishano khud kuchh dhumil se ho gayey
aaj bahut mayus sa ho gaya hai, lagta hai koi hamsafar
kya kareyn, tanhaion ne kasam di hai,
khud jo ham apney aap se door ho gayey
How will it matter
if I can touch or feel
the surface of the slate
on which you write
instrunctions for time to fellow,
I may not even be able
to Smell, the aroma of an
early morning dew,
| may not see the colours
of the rainbow in your
eyeys,
when they are sparkled,
But my incapacity
can not determine
the depth
‘to which one can
measure
the hope of finding
Some water, in a dry parched land,
I can try, melt, dissolve
and disintegrate
so that I can fertilize
the bed
in which you sow, the seeds
of your hope, faith and music
dhumil sa basant, ek safed barf ki dali,
kuchh rang, kuchh paridhan, aur uskey aaney ki gadhi;;
baichain mainey bitayey, bahut pal, yuhin, kai bar,
lekin seencha hai, har bar, yuhin maney apni jado ka aitbar;;
kisee ke anchal mein, ug aayi hai, meri aastha ki ekbel is ghadi
uskey kaanto mein na fans jayey, aanchal mein liptey taro ki ladi;;
jao bahut door, itna ki, na dikh payey meri aankho ki chamak
swapno main failo, raundo ret ke gharondey, taaki baaki rahey yadon ki mahak;;
tumhari khushboo ko saarey aasman mein
failaney ko jee chahta hai
kisee bel ki najuk si dali par
basant ka bhoj dalney ko ji chahta hai
tum mujhko kisee kaabil na samjho to,
koi baat nahin
tumko jo yakeen hai, tum par,
usko jindagi ka ek paimana bananey ko ji chahta hai,
kai baar mujhey shaq hua hai,
meri hi niyat par mujhko
meri isi aadat ko, ibadat ki
ek saadi si chaupai baanney ko ji chahta hai
mainey imandari se mohabbat ki hai,
raat ki chadar par padhi har silvat se
jindagi ko khubsurat bananey ko
tumharey maathey ki har salvat ko mitaney ko ji chahta hai
we cannot erase the imprints of our hesitations
we can not chase, the mirages of our persuasations
if you are still not convinced of my pleadings, i can understand
but what is difficult to accommodate today, is a doubt no end
when a diary continues to be blank, still so far, will i care for any page
shall i pray, some day, you may understand, why i am anxious at my age
majboor sa ho gaya hun teri khamoshi ke karan main aaj
kya kahun ya chup rahun, sarokar is se nahin hai mujhko
teri fidrat rahey chain aur yakeen ke saath har subah,
iski kuchh fikra to hai, kuchh shak bhi ho gaya hai, meri ibadat par mujhko
kya koi yakeen itna najuk bhi ho sakta hai, iska ilm nahin tha ab tak mujhko
ab jab dikh raha hai mera aks kuchh toota toota sa mujhko
aap thoda rukh badalieye, aur tod deejieye khamoshi ka kham jo hai itna tumko
mera chain to ab khatm ho gaya, lekin ummeed hai thodi baaki,
kisee parindey ne aaj shama se moahaabt jo ki hai
few tulips on the road side
some creepers on the wall
when did i say, the spring was over
the flowers still hung on a few trees so tall.
do not look for shadow there
do not wonder, and exclaim what a gall
the meandering rivers dont complain
when they smoother rocks and don’t answer shore’s call
time is a glue
that can hold A HORIZON TOGETHER
but fails to keep those moments
intact which were put in a jar
of reciprocity
the asymmetry of aspirations
and reciprocity of responsibility
are not what makes the life what it is
just let the water overflow
out of vessel already full
who knows when will drought occur and
drops will demand
their price
kitni kanto ki kyari seenchi
khub khad lagayi
unse baateyn ki
aur jab phans gaya daman unmein
to dheerey se socha, aur kya, bas kinari kheenchi
being shadowed from so many sides
by strong lights
i am measuring which shadows are longer
which source is farther
why am i doing that
do then decide
from where to seek more light
to read those poems
which i write and never read to any one
what should i do with so much light
why is there so much light