Saturday, April 30, 2016

अरमान |

गर अरमानों के पंख होते , जमीं पर पैरों के निशान ना होते
होती पंखुण्डियों की सरसराहटे
हर फलक पर नए सपनो की आहटें ।

गर अरमानों के पंख होते, आँखों में उम्मीदों के अश्क़ न होते
हर तरफ होते मंज़िलों के कारवाँ
लंगरों बिन कश्तियों के काफ़िले  ।

गर अरमानों के पंख होते ,क्या  हम किसी के करीब होते ?
मन मचलते चल पड़ते नए साहिल की ओर ,
क्या थमाते हम किसी को अपने जीवन की डोर ?

Thursday, January 21, 2016

साँस.

'गर उमीदों में दुनिया बसा कर ,
ज़िन्दगी से खुश हो तुम ,
क्या साँसों के गुनेहगार हो तुम ?

'गर आंसुओं में सपने दबा कर ,
गुमसुम गुमनाम हो तुम ,
क्या साँसों के गुनेहगार हो तुम ?

'गर अपने कल को माफ़ कर ,
आज उसमे यादें ढूंढते हो तुम ,
क्या साँसों के गुनेहगार हो तुम ?

'गर हर सुबह सूरज के साथ जागकर ,
अपनी रूह को सुला देते हो तुम ,
क्या साँसों के गुनेहगार हो तुम ?

'गर हर पुर्ज़ा कर्ज़े में डूबा के ,
जीवन की नैया तैराते हो तुम ,
क्या साँसों के गुनेहगार हो तुम ?

'गर हर लहू का हर ज़र्रा तुम्हारा ,आज ज़िंदा नहीं है ,
बस जी रहा है ,
तो हाँ मेरे दोस्त , साँसों के गुनेहगार हो तुम ॥ 

Friday, April 10, 2015

Too much?

GDP was dropping, Inflation was rising,
President was on foreign tours, Filling personal clutch,
Kleptocracy much?

People were dissented, Government was stranded,
Did people forgive? No redemption such,
Democracy much?

Planes are overhead, Bullets ahead,
Chaos all over, Peace? No sir!
Anarchy much?

Too hard to live, No reason to love,
Survival is a task, Still smiling for lens,
Diplomacy much?

Farmers are dying, Children are crying,
PM wears a suit, Impresses Dutch,
Hypocrisy much?

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

The Scale Is Wrong.

Ever felt like you are part of a puzzle so big
You try really hard but you cannot fit
No matter what you cut, you can't fit for too long,
It's not you, it's the scale that's wrong.

Remoulded every bit of you yourself
Changed so much can't recognise myself
No matter what you change heart sings the same song,
It's not you, it's the scale that's wrong.

Shed your wings to walk amongst these mortals,
Gave up your powers so you can live on Earth,
But still you can't find where you belong,
It's not you, it's the scale that's wrong.

When they confine your spirit and break it down,
When boundaries cut your love and pin you to ground
It bleeds so much you don't know if it'll clot
It's not you, it's the scale that's wrong.

Weight of scales make your breathing so hard,
Anger exceeds fear of getting caught,
When you know you are right, that's the way you were born
You know its not you, its the scale that's wrong.

Land-mines all over, you are sick of being scared,
So you trip every wire and blow up the world
When there's no one  to judge or hold your account
It wasn't you but the scale was wrong!

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

I dare to dream....

Imagine this, a world where no one is judged,
Where you have a free will, but no one holds against you a grudge.
No restrictions on who you love,
No one cares which side of earth you dwell.
A world without boundaries, A world without hate.

A world where you are a part of the nature,
a world where concrete jungles are not the future.
No endangered species, sine qua non,
No useless killing, just a brotherhood of Un.
Imagine this my mate,
A world without boundaries, A world without hate. 

Saturday, January 31, 2015

अकस्मात् अयाचित


अकस्मात् अयाचित सुधियों की निधियाँ , जब खुशियों की झड़ियाँ बन जातीं हैं ,
स्मृती पटल पर अंकित सुनहरी लकीरें , तब दीपों की अवलियां बन जातीँ हैं | 

अकस्मात् अयाचित सुधियों की निधियाँ , जब कण्ठरोधक फांस बन जातीं हैं ,
स्मृती पटल पर अंकित घाव की लकीरें , लहूलुहान हों नासूर बन जातीं हैं । 

सरहद पर एक पिता शहीद हुआ , एक बेटी फूट फूट कर रोई ,
कुछ आँखें नम हुईं , फिर सब भूल गए , मनो कुछ हुआ ही नहीं। 

कल न सरहदें रहेंगी,न हम । 
न ये ज़मीं रहेगी, न हम । 
न खुदा के बन्दे रहेंगे, न खुदा  । 
रहेगा बस एक अविरल ज़लज़ला । 

शायद तब और सिर्फ तब एक उम्मीद रहेगी। 
उम्मीद एक सुकून की ,
उम्मीद इस धरती के जीने की ॥ 

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Bitches gonna bitch.Haters gonna hate.

ok..my first post and the thing that is on my mind is...
WHY DON'T PEOPLE SUPPORT SOMETHING NEW? why this resistance to change? since change is the only thing that is constant... it should be a part of our system to accept it... why the undue criticism?
The only reason for this, which i can think of, is the fear of new... we all are scared of the unexpected, the unknown, the untested... its more like some 'un'phobia... WHY?
and the solution to it? dgaf! let people say and do what they want... we ll do what we like... acceptable or not...
charity begins at home! so i pledge to do or accept anything 'un'conventional every once in a while and support it... lets just atleast give an idea a chance to blossom... to win our hearts!
\peace/