Friday, October 23, 2009

I M

I am my truth…which hurts
I am my Lie…which consoles
I am my belief...which is strong
I am my faith….which is immovable
I am my Success…which is gratifying….
I am my failure….which is a lesson..
I am my fear…which is a Superstition…
I am My thought….which is restless.
I m my Mind….which is independent…
I am my soul…..which is bound…
I am My Purpose… which is amidst Unknown
I am My Nirvana...which is awaiting me.

I am the one Missing in Me…
I am the one who knows how it feels to be like “ME”
I am too good for what I have done to myself….

FOR I KNOW THAT WHAT DEFINES ME BEST IS……
‘I’ ‘M’ MORTAL

Monday, July 13, 2009

स्वप्न में एक जीवन जिया था

Swapn mein ek jeevan jiya tha...
Ek aisa jahan dikahi diya tha...
Jahan Na hindu the na musalman the...
Jahan Sirf aur sirf insaan the....
Mazhab sab ka pyaar tha....
Khuda ke roop mein yaar tha....
Na thi shikan kisi ke chehron pe...
Na aankhon mein kisi ke aansoo the...
Honthon pe muskurahtein si bikhri thi bas.....
Aankhon mein umeed thi sapne the....

Swapn mera toot gaya wo jahan peeche choot gaya...
Yahan to hindu hain musalman hai....
Yahan kahan woh jahan hai...
Yahan kahan dilon mein pyaar hai...
Yahan to bas bandookein aur talwar hain...

Aman swapn adhoora hai poora ho nahi sakta...
Tera sapno ka jahan- jahan mein kahin ho nahi sakta...

Monday, June 29, 2009

Tune kaha ishq dhong hai...my fav..

Tune kaha ishq dhong hai.....
Tujhe ishq ho khuda kare....
Tujhe is se koi juda kare...
Tere honth hasna bhool jayein...
Teri aankhien purnaam raha karien...
tu is ki batien suna kare...
tu is ki batein kiya kare..
Tujhe dosti bhi na raas aaye...
Tu tanha-2 fira kare....
Tukhe hijr ki wo chari lage...
tu milne ki har pal dua kare....
Use dekh ke tu ruk pade....
Woh nazar jhuka kar shal pade....
tere khwab bikhre toot kar...
Tu kichi-kirchi jama kare.....
Tujhe ishq pe yakeen ho...
tu gali-2 sada kare...
tu nagar-2 fira kare....
main kahoon ishq dhong hai....
tu nahi-nahi kara kare.....

my favorite....contributed by sylph..
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purnaam= filled with tears, hijr= seperation from beloved, kirchi= smallest piece of glass, sada= call

Agar woh badshah hota

Agar woh badshah hota
to koi baat bhi hoti....

Suna hai badshahon ko
agar de koi nazrana....

jo sab cheezon se badhkar ho...
To woh apni badshahi tak..
luta dete hain aksar....

mohhabat hai hamare pass...
magar woh badshah kab hai..

contributed by sylph
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Taleq todta hun....

Taleq todta hun to mukkamal tod deta hun...
Jise main chor-ta hun mukkamal chor-deta hun

Mohhabat ho ke nafrat ho...bhara rahta hun shiddat se...
Jidhar se aaye yeh daryea udhar ko mod deta hun...

Yakeen rakhta nahi hun main kisi kachhe taleq par...
Jo dhaaga tootne wala ho usko tod deta hun.....

Ab tak wahi bachpan wohi tarqeeb kari hai.....
Kafas ko tod deta hun...parinde chor deta hun...

saagar ki leheron ka aitbaar ab nahi mujhe....
Gharondein ret ke khud tameer karke tod deta hun...

This one is contributed by sylph...
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taleq = relation, mukkamal= complete, shiddat= whole heartedly, kafas= cage, ret = sand, tameer= complete

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Mujhe kuch aur kehna tha...

Woh kuch sunta to main kehta
mujhe kuch aur kehna tha...

Woh pal bhar jo thahar jata...
Mujhe kuch aur kehna tha.....

Galatfahmi ne baton ko badha daala yuhin varna....
Kaha kuch tha...woh kuch samjha...mujhe kuch aur kehna tha....

Kamaayi zindagi bhar ki usi ke naam kyun kar di...
mujhe kuch aur karna tha mujhe kuch aur kehna tha...

Kahan usne suni meri...suni bhi ansuni kar di....
use maloom tha itna mujhe kuch aur kehna tha....

rawa tha pyaar nas-nas mein...bahut kurbat thi aapas mein...
use kuch aur sun-na tha mujhe kuch aur kehna tha...
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rawa--filled, nas-nas= in every vein, kurbat-- attachment

This day like all days.....

This day like all days....
I want to say...
That I love you....
But i know that
That you don't...

This day like all days....
I'll never force you to believe me....
I'll never force you to love me....

All I know....that what I did...
All I know...that it was not not true...
All I know that I don't deserve you....

This day like all days...
I want to say that I love you...

But one night u were with me...
Holding me in your arms and touching me....
You were laughing and kissing me.....
It was a cold night and you were gripping me...
I pray to GOD that this dream would come true...

As this day like all days...
I want to tell you that I love you....
But I know "U never Do"...

-------Contributed by my Friend------

Thursday, June 18, 2009

This one is For you GOD...

Teri vehshat ke sadke ab to main bhi Zid pe aaya hun.....
meri is khastagi main ae na-khuda tune haar payi hai.......
Ke ab tere hone na hone pe baat aayi hai.....

Jab zakhm nasoor hue tab yeh khayal aaya tha......
Ke dor-e Nigah teri Rehmat ki pade mujhpe bhi shayad.....
Fakat isi intezaar mein kai shab yuhi bitai hai.....
Ke ab tere hone na hone pe baat aayi hai.....

Mere Zakhm nahi sahi waqt ki nazakat to dekh.......
Kaafir hue sab.....itne sitam mere rehbar.....
Kahan gaya tera Rosh-ne Jammal ke ab yeh haalat aayi hai.....
Ke ab tere hone na hone pe baat aayi hai....

Kaabe mein dhoonda....
Butakade main dhoonda....Dhoonda tujhe har ek shaksiyat mein....
Par aman har jagah bas mayoosi hi pai hai....
Ke ab tere hone na hone pe baat aayi hai...

Veeran beest jaisa hai mahaul yahan....
Sabz patte Behis kople....
Kaun kehta hai ke gulshan mein bahar aayi hai.....
Ke ab tere hone na hone pe baat aayi hai....

Nigah-e-naaz mein meri paya khud ko khuda ne hashr ke din.....
Kaafir kyun ho koi....
Yeh to be-dili hai mujhse jo Zahan pe chayi hai.....
Ke ab tere hone na hone pe baat aayi hai....

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Vehshat--Cruelty, sadke--due to, khastgi--pitied situation
Dor-e-nigah-- Blessings, fakat--only, Shab--night
Roshan-e-jamal--Divine light
Kaaba-- mosque, Butkada--place of worship
Beest--old shattered building, sabz patte--dead leaves, behis kople--without life buds.
Nigah-e-naaz--Eyes carrying honour and respect for someone, Hashr--day wen the fate is decided, be-dilli--annoyance

Moksha


Nistabdh pada tha dhara par....
Nishfal jeevan jee raha....
Sansaar ke nishthur haathon se Rishton ki haala pee raha.....

Main thak gaya hun chalta-chalta....
Ab MOKSHA mujhe khud paas bulaye....
Moh-paash se is jeevan ke...
Ab MOKSHA mujhe nijaat dilaye..

* Nistabdh=Feelingless, dhara=earth, nishfal=without result, nishthur=cold, haala=alcohol
moh-paash=net of desires

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

I WALK ALONE

Through the trudging winds and diminishing lights....
I walk alone.

feeling the silence around me...
Silence so deep so stiff...

The flashes strike me on my face...
and my hollowness is revealed
through my empty eyes....

The world around me is running but i feel nothing...
My world becomes so senseless...so meaningless...

WITH YOU NOT THERE

INCOMPLETE

You are....Yet you are Not.

It hurts when you are around...
Even more when you are not...
It feels sad when my eyes see you...
even sadder when they don't....
It agonizes me when i hear your voice...
even worse when i don't...
Is it the loss of love or the love is lost....?
I don't want to see you....but its you who i miss the most..
You are the one I don't want to wait for...
But its just you for whom i crave for...
You are the one i don't want to cry for...
But Its just your name which brings tears to me..

I don't know when it started..and when its gonna end...
But i just wanted to tell you my FRIEND...

I can't live with you...
I can't live without you....

Dream

I think I saw her eyes...
I think i felt her soul around me...
I think i felt her touch on my hand,
It felt like ecstacy.....

Then i woke up...
Shivering...Striken..and may be alive...
Dream it must be a dream i told myself....
Shattered just like fis faith...
Shredded just like my trust.....
'Cos she is never gonna come back.....never in this life time...


Monday, June 15, 2009

Life is all about moments

Life is all about moments...

Its about the moment when u hold someone's hand for the first
time,
Its about the moment when you are lost in somebody's eyes,
Its about the moment when everything around you ceases to exist
when you are with someone,
Its about the moment when you look for someone's face in a
crowded place,
Its about the moment when someone looks back at you while leaving,
Its about the moment when you are so close to someone that you can
hear the breadth,
Its about the moment when silence speaks more than words,
Its about the moment when someone cries in your pain,
Its about the moment when someone laughs in your joy,
Its about the moment when someone holds your hand in pain,
Its about the moment when someone hears you cry,

Its about the moment when you realize that you love someone,

Someone who is more than life,
Someone who is a world to you,
Someone whose smile would make you smile,
Someone whose tears would make you cry,
Someome who you care about a lot,
Someone who has a special place in your life,
Someone who you understand and someone who understands you,
Someone who you can cry for,
Someone who you can live for,
Someone who you truly love.....

Yes Life is all about moments......spent with SOMEONE..

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Smoke

I smoke away the darkness out of me as I think of you,
and get lost in the memories of the past.
Of the days which are never gonna come back,
just like you cos I lost you in the whirl of sadness.

Yet I smoke again...
relievin me of pain,
The pain of seperation,
The pain of mere breathing,
The pain of being alive.

This is the smoke of life or may be the smoke of Nirvana,
nd I know its killing me,
The smoke of eternal lonliness,
The smoke of deep darkness,
The smoke of lost soul.

Anyways, who wants to live without you.




A matter of choice

I have one hand and a choice either to hold a shield and protect myself or to hold a spear and battle it out for the rest of my life. Holding a shield is comfortable as you get a reason not to fight, but holding a spear is hard because that means you are still into the battle. This shield is not for me, I don’t want it, I would rather give up another hand or another dream fighting rather than hiding myself behind the shield. I am not afraid of you, unknown. I won’t go down that easily. I’ll fight for my dreams till the end, You took something from me which was always mine which was always there, now I’ll take something from you which you think I can never have. It’s a war between my endurance and you. Throw all you have on me still I won’t go down. You can’t beat me, you can’t break my spirit. If it’s a war you will lose its not because I am stronger its because I m not afraid