few tulips on the road side

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

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

when lights sorround me

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

fallen pearls

when you asked me to bend
> forward and pick up
> the fallen pearls,
> i did not know if you just liked those pearls more
> or the act of my bending down
> like a creeper which has climbed a tree but knows not
> should it climb all the way up
> till the tip
> when sun screams to make it burn slowly

bahut saari roshnion se ghir ahua hun main kyun

bahut saari roshnion se ghira hua hun main kyun hun

kis roshni ki parchhayi se main naapu

apni andar ki tanhai ki gehrai

kyun itni roshnion ne mujhey ghera hai

kya saara andhera ab door ho jayega

phir main ky abahan banunga

galatiyan karney ke lieye

wah, kaisa nyay hai, saari roshnion se gher

mujhey merey hi prakash mein kaid kiya

mujhey kaha main azaad hun

aur mera andhkar mere dwar ke bahar

ban gay bas ek bandanwar

ek baar phir mujhsey kahan par poochh liya

ek baar phir mujhsey kahan par yeh poochh liya

kis maud se main chala tha

aur kis chowk par main lautaney ka nirnay kiya

jaise ki in swalon ko mainey apney liyey

meel ka pathhar mana ho

nahin yeh sab bemani ha

kuchh mat poochho,

kisee sawal ka jawab deney ko

main badhya nahin hun,

aur bina in bandhanon ki wajah se hi to

itna  ghoom paya hun, kabhi kisee maud se wapis aaya

aur kisee chowk par saleeb par chadhaya gaya hun

it did not matter , o my lord

it did not matter

if the wait was in vain or not

so long as i tried

and you tilted a few branches of the  tree

in your garden

from which i could  pluck a few fruits

and offer them in the temple

behind your house

so that you could pray

and say

will you still assert

your sanity

or by losing track of it, dissolve yourself

in my arms and become a moment

devoid of any vanity

mujhey kise uljhan mein mat dalo

mujhey kise uljhan mein mat dalo

mujhse atankit bhi mat ho

kisee trishna ka poshak to main nahin ban paya

par kai baar pighalti  barf ki tarah kaanpa hun

koi bhanp na ley, is liyey audh kar ek kambal bhari sa

bahut saarey ankahey khyalon ka mantra jaanpa hun

safed ret me liptey huyey

dekha hai kisee badal ko

safed ret mein liptey huey

mano kisee sant ne

kee ho shankar ki upasana

maut ke alingan me

kaise upjegi wasna

tum aahat mat ho,

kshitiz ko ghulney do

mit jaayengey jab sab kshana

aur unkey paon ke wah sab chinha

jinko dekh dekh wishpan karney ko hi to  koi aaya tha

usko bhram tha, ki usko tumhey hi bulaya tha