Saturday, July 7, 2012

He's a Rockstar!!

Long, soft and curly locks
Bright Ts, torn jeans and converse
You can spot him from afar
He's a rockstar!


They trip on his tunes and never tire
As at the console he's always on fire
Doesn't booze but hangs out at the bar
He's a rockstar!


Head bangs on Dubstep and Psy-Rock
At 24*7, after every party he would stop
Mostly rolls in a silver car
He's a rockstar!


Choosy about what he eats
And dances on a double beat
So much wants to learn the guitar
He's a rockstar!


Mention Morrison or Shpogle and he flips
Sometimes on his own tunes does he trips
Believes in raw-sex, love, peace and no war
He's a rockstar!


Complete wild in appearance at the start
But truly genuine at his heart
Would pick up the girl whose hair has a flower
He's a ROCKSTAR!!

Thursday, June 28, 2012

The beginning to another end!

Decades that flew by are now three
With all the flaws in me
"Living in the moment" got some change
Broadening the horizon's range
Adding on vice by vice
Now and then paying the price
Thirteen periods non-haven
Earning the bread now since seven
Some entered and left
For others I am in-debt
Few disappointments, rest all good
Guess I did all that I could
The beginning to another end is here
Time to move up a gear!! 


Monday, May 14, 2012

आखिर क्यों?

एक दलदल सा है
जितना खींचती हू बाहर,
और धास्ती जाती हू |
काफी हैं लोग नज़र में
फिर भी दिल को तन्हा ही पाती हू |
फिर वर्षा हुई,
तबले की थाप के साथ,
पर मैंने तन्हा ही पाया
अपना हाथ |
तुम वहीँ ग़ुम हो
अकांक्षाओ में अपनी !
और मैं हू बस
पुरानी यादों में दफ्नी |
डर है, गुमान है, गुस्सा है,
शिकवा है, दर्द भी है,
किस से करू बयां
अपने रूह के घाव ये ?!
वो कहता है
एक कदम तो बढाओ आगे
बाक़ी सफ़र मैं तै कर दूंगा |
तकदीर फिर आमने सामने ले आई
पर तुमने फिर कर दिया
हर बार की तरह अनदेखा |


Monday, March 12, 2012

Punishment for real luv

"Love is an ideal thing, marriage a real thing; a confusion of the real with the ideal never goes unpunished." 
~Goethe

Monday, February 20, 2012

All love stories have happy endings but mine...


न आँख में नींद, न मन में चैन
हर रात बस करवट बदलती है,
सुबह उठने की चाह कहाँ
अब मन्नतें रात ही भरती है|

माना झूठ में जीना है फ़िज़ूल
और वो तो खुद को कहा हुआ झूठ है,
पर उस झूठ से कहाँ तक बचना
जिसका ज़िक्र हर साँस करती है|

कल गया, आज आया, कल फिर कल जायेगा
कतरा-कतरा हर पल को जल्दी है,
और ऐसे ही धीरे- धीरे बर्फ, मेरी तरह
अपने ही पानी में खुद ही पिघलती है|

अब न कोई चाह, न मंजिल, न हमसफ़र की तलाश
न ही कोई खुदगर्जी है,
शायद अब मैंने ये बची-खुची ज़िन्दगी भी
उसी के नाम कर दी है!

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

14022012 without you...


I tried so hard, my dear to show
That you're my every dream
Yet, you're afraid each thing I do
Is just some evil scheme
A memory from your lonesome past
Keeps us so far apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold, cold heart

Another love before my time
Made your heart sad and blue
And so my heart is paying now
For things I didn't do
In anger unkind words are said
That make the teardrops start
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold, cold heart

You'll never know how much it hurts
To see you sit and cry
You know you need and want my love
Yet you're afraid to try
Why do you run and hide from life?
To try it just ain't smart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold, cold heart?

There was a time when I believed
That you belonged to me
But now I know your heart is shackled to a memory
The more I learn to care for you
The more we drift apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold, cold heart