Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Unknown Forever.....










Underneath the heap...

I remain in the dust to be found...

Like a folk poetry mysterious...

Am sung too loud...

But known a little is my story......
Like a forgotten tale of misery...
I whisper...
Hear me... Do you?
Can you?
Like the darkness of the cave...
My heart reflects the corners ...
You can enter but still be lost...
Am there and still to be found...
I can chase your thoughts...
And follow your heartbeats...
To reach your soul shaking with fear...
To your shadow, trembling with my name...
I echo the melting dawns into dusks...
I echo the moon drifting to perish...
Come find me in your darkness...
Unclear, conflicting, contradicting...
Your own conscience and rationalism..



A folklore...

I am ...

Untimed, unturned, in tune...

Come hear me when there's only you...

And you'll find only me...

May be I am asking you....

To hold on to my rhythm...

And find me again ...

Like a dream...

Alive again from the dust...

That has stuck with passing time...

The ones who knew me, now lay asleep...

In the coffins of dead tunes once new...

And I roam half sung , unfinished...

Haunting myself like a rising smoke...

Losing my breath over years...

May be its time I leave...

Unfound, unheard....ever

Unknown forever...





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Wednesday, December 9, 2015

My destination...... You











Inspired by Joyjit Sengupta's poem,                            

"A Journey without Destination"





I tried to walk this path myself,                                     


Confessing I didn't know where to go.



Only with the wind, I pushed myself,

Without any thought of high and low.


Crumpled paths lay ahead of eyes,

And I crossed them with every doubt.


Along the path, I met You,

And then.....I knew, where I should go.


Though this journey started without destination,

But my destination was always You.



Tuesday, December 1, 2015

To you my teachers.....



The one who taught the world to me...
The one who gave me power to read...
The one who showed me the might of pen...
The one who showed how everything happen...
The one between ignorance and knowledge...
The one I can never pay back...
My teacher you are the light...
A single flame that lights up thousands other dark souls...
Thankful is a small word , love and respect we owe to you...
And every word I utter and write...
I owe to you even if I don't realize...



Love you dear teachers.... Certainly you are light that enlightens.


Everyday is Teachers' Day 



Taken Over....











Isn't sunset like a melting candle...


Moist with tears of departing souls...

The heat of passion diluting in cold...
And darkness spreading uncontrolled...



The winds overshadow the silhouettes...

The ghost of day is nowhere awake...

Climb my dear in the bed of dreams...

For the sun had set the stage for stars...


The moon is smiling its shinny smile...

For it knows now it is it's turn to grab the chance...

The dance floor is ready for the celestial ball...

Come take my hand and dance my soul...


For love has taken over all...

For love has taken over all...








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Tuesday, November 17, 2015

The Snow Queen












On top of the mountains...

In the cold cold waves...

My palace rests on icy waves...

Frozen always with water and haze...







When my carriage comes to a halt...

In the valleys or in the plains...

My laughter and groans simply freeze...

The air above and below my face...



I am a banished queen...

I'll have my revenge...

I shall freeze the world...

With snowy phase...



I am the heart of a frozen ghost...

Who keeps on returning...

Unpleasant and unwelcome...

With whispers of a misty shade...



I like to cool and see you shiver...

The chill so cruel...

And I feel like that ever...

Riding my carriage of frost and snow...

The horses gallop when my fingers move...



But how I feel sometimes lonely...

My mourns echo in the winds that slowly...

The empty vault which secures my heart...

Is surrounded by some frozen thoughts...

A glimpse from the past...

A face, I cherished somewhat...



Now remains behind a window...

With the glass, blurred a little...

I try to see...

I try to find...

A person who had...

Or would even try...



To melt my heart...

In the warmth of his love...

Even I want...

Even if I die...

Would I just wander like a ghost of midnight?

Would I just wear the cloak of white ice?



Am stuck with white...

Am stuck dead in heart...

Just blow a breath in me...

And bring me to life...

My frozen heart...

Needs someone so kind...

Just a smile...

May be your hand in mine...



The sharp eyes twinkle with tears...

I am anxious to know why dear...

My heart froze with the arrow once struck...

Only betrayal and hatred now dwell...

I rise in the midnight with a chill in my spine...

And spread my damp coldness across the times...





Only your thoughts make me wonder...

Had love been so unkind to me...

That it makes my soul wander...

The thirst yes is frozen...

But it still exists under...

The heap of snow that froze it to dead...





I want to die in your arms, not to a live alone and haunt...

A sheer irony of helplessness unwinds inside...

And screams aloud in my ears...

An ego to attend to, a love to crush to...

Which will win at the end?

The courage I took to deaden the self...

Or the love that once was and now am not sure of ???







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Friday, July 31, 2015

Aaj kuch likh de......







Aaj kuch likh de.....

Zamee ko aasmaan kar de....

Zindagi chal toh rahi hai magar....
Ise thoda aur gulzaar kar de.....
Aaj kuch likh de....



Tanhaayi Khaamosh hai magar...

Lafz-e-mehfil se....

Ise chaar kar de...

Aaj kuch likh de.....

Zamee ko aasmaan kar de....


Shaam beet rahi hai magar....

Thodi si dheemi yeh...

Raftaar kar de...

Aaj kuch likh de....

Zamee ko aasmaan kar de...


Aasmaa me taare tange hain magar...

Us suraj ko....

Bhi bulawa bhar de...

Aaj kuch likh de....

Zamee ko aasmaan kar de....


Sapne badal ban hawa sang bikhre....

Un hasraton ko....

Aaj haqeeqat kar de...

Aaj kuch likh de....

Zamee ko aasmaan kar de....


Kalam meri jo ruk jaaye kabhi....

Haath thaam gazal woh....

Tu hi puri kar de......

Aaj kuch likh de....

Zamee ko aasmaan kar de...


Koi lafz naa aayein zehan me....

Kora yeh dil hai mera...

Tu hi ise kitaab kar de....

Aaj kuch likh de....

Zamee ko aasmaan kar de....


Mujhse poochhle sab jo....

Dil me sawaal utthte tere...

Hain meri saanse, jawab-e-sawaal tere....

Aaj kuch likh de...

Zamee ko aasmaan kar de....


Tinka-tinka, Zarra-zarra....

Mere roshan andheron ke....

Tere daaman me, unko ek baar bhar le....

Aaj kuch likh de.....

Zamee ko aasmaan kar de.....


Tanhaayion ke ujaalon ko....

Meri syaahi me is tarha bhar de....

Padhne waale ke bhi dil ko jo bechain kar de...

Aaj kuch likh de.....

Zamee ko aasmaan kar de....


Aaj kuch likh de....

Aaj kuch likh de...



Friday, July 24, 2015

Oh! Come to Me......









Somewhere in those deep eyes......

Which imprison a secret inside......

I find a little scared child......

With those tears in the eyes.....



Oh! Come to me......

Nothing is so close like me.....



Oh! Come to me.....

Why are you afraid of me?



Just hang in those dreams....

Clinging from those trees.....

Hopes that give you strength....

And that never which ends......



Oh! Come to me....

Nothing can be so deep.......



Oh! Come to me.....

What are you thinking?



Just stay like in the rain.......

Those clouds  will go away......

Like a beautiful rainbow.....

You can hold on your gaze.....



Oh! Come to me....

Whenever you need me.....



Oh! Come to me.......

If you just think of me.......



I will be with you all the time.....

Till you want to say goodbye.......

When those smiles will reappear.....

And the tears you shed disappear......



Oh! Come to me......

Why did you think to leave.....



Oh! Come to me......

Should I expect you with Me?







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