Month: September 2010

pashano ka hriday bhed,
nadiya bah gayi,
kisee kinarey ki alochana ki parwah bina,
jaaney wo lahar kya keh gayi

jab tak main poochhata,
ek ke baad ek kinoron ko tod,
wo jheel bani
ab usmey kamal jo khiley, unhey kya main poojata

when the patience was renamed as perseverance,
the steps of a stair became wings of a bird
it flew all the night till it was tired
took rest under a tree which was shaken by heavy rain
it seems she sensed its shaking roots and flew again
the bird is flying endlessly
but the tree has been swallowed by the currents of heavy downpour

whose silence,
was swallowed by whose words,
who knows,
but does it matter,
when the sounds of the silly stirrings of a breeze went astray,
collided with waves of untamed sea,
witness was worried,
will he have to record the collision,
he melted quietly in the misty air,
you have inhaled his spirit,
let him be washed away in the waves,
gone astray

bahut kareeb se mat deklhiey
is khat ko,
ho sakta hai bantey waqt jo
kamiya reh gayi thi kagaj mein,
wo dikh jayeyn
majmoon to padha nahin jayey
par kagaj ki timardari mein samay gujar jayey
aayieye thoda door chaley
aankhon par lagey chashmey ki dhool utarey, thoda aankhey maley,
jo dikh raha hai,
kabool nahin ho pa raha
kyun aur kamiyan nikaley
kyun khushiya dutkarey
aur ho sakey to de nazm ki aahuti
aashirwad na bhi miley
par dhueyen ki gurbat ko salam to kar ley

breaking boundaries,
brought a river in spate,
but then did it care if some lost their place,
i am quietly standing, like a rock,
which will be pulverized sooner or later,
and then will you be able to locate the dust you liked
in an island in the sea,
hazy, hesitant but visible nevertheless

not every seeker got what she wanted
at your door
yet people seek answers to their quest
why not put up a sign board outside
seekers are invited to face silence
and yet answers will be sought,
may be the journey is the answer

no road ever told,
where will it turn,
nor did i ask when she fused into a misty nowhere,
but then now that it is the morning,
and the jumbled hairs are lying outside your window,
you must have tried hard
to disentangle your hairs night
last night,

kuchh muskurao to

hotho ko thoda dabao to kuchh baat aagey badey
kuchh muskaro to
jindagi mein kai baar aisa bhi to hua hoga,
kuchh kaha aur kuchh suna hoga
thoda usko dohrao to baat aagey badey
thoda muskaro to

tum khamosh wahan door tak nigahey failao
kuchh dekho aur kuchh mujehy mere bheetar dikhlao
ab thoda befikra ho kaho,
jo bhi hai man mein to baat aagey badey

thoda msukaro to

medha ne janm diya,
man ki meemansa ko,
urwashi ne udwalit kiya,
hridaya ki aakanksha ko,
manthan bahut hua,
leheron ne palko kochhua,
vishpaan karey kaun,
is par bahut dandwa hua,
shiv ne phir yeh kaam kiya,
devo ka uthan kiya,
vidambana to dekho lekin,
murta bana vish ke wahak ko,
shakti upasak satta ne,
samvedana ke sanskaron ka aaahwan kiya,
nadiyon ka muhn mauda,
dharaon ko bandha tumney,
paschatap karo mat devo,
tumney urwashi ko kiya upekshit,
parwati ko paidaan diya,
shiv ki pooja karkey hi to,
rawan ne paayi thi shakti,
raam ne tyaga,
law kush ne bandha,
ashwa megh mein jab mili chunauti,
tiraskrit maan ke vastalya mein lipti,
tumney hi to us shraddha ka, nit nayey rup mein balidaan kiya,

( uttranchal mein likhi kavita shiv se gussa hokar

why do i still keep awake
while eyelids seem to show the load they carry
is it just to learn
or keep avoiding the moment when one
has no choice but to surrender
in her arms
that dissolve the barriers between sleep and awakened self