Sunset

I donno,

was sun slipping off the sky
Or
it was just an early morning lie,

was sun taking a dip in saline waters,
or
leaving behind clouds that bother

for eyes it could have so many stories,

for mind just a sunset……

Not on a high

Body is drunk, soul is dry ,

pouring whiskey down the throat ain’t giving it a high .

What do i do?

Sleep won’t intoxicate the darkness within,

for dreams have left the gates, feeling tired of waiting for insomnia to be over.

Now nightmares are queuing up,
to push the soul in valleys of anxiety

Ciggratte 2

His love was like a ciggratte,

burning tobacco from one end,

so the other could stay on her lips.

Her love was like a smoker,

it wanted to enjoy the puff,

but with a filter in between .

Leaving

As a thing leaves

roll back your sleeves,

lean on elbowed palm,

don’t babysit chaos, adopt calm,

tilt on the right side,

let the heart on left lower the tide,

blink slow,

let the frames of departure leave eyes with a glow

see the world from a different angle,

there is beauty to things entangled

let the knots just be….

Conviction

The lines outgrew his palms,
he wanted more from life,
much more than his destiny offered,
for his dreams weren’t bound by fist,
instead chose to take leap from his fingertips.

Phool ke pankh

Khushbu thi us phool mein,
kar baitha ek bhool main,
use tod liya.

Kuch der baad woh murjhaane laga,
main bhi ghar jaane laga,
tabhi woh bola,

“Marne se pehle mujhe udna hai,
pal do pal hi sahi,
hawaaon pe savaar hona hai,
us titli ki tarah,
jo mujhe aksar chiddha jaati thi,
hawa chalti,
aur woh kahin door nikal jaati thi.. “

Maine apni khwaish puri kar li,
ab uski karne ka waqt tha,

Hawa ke khilaaf halki si mutthi khol di,
aur uski pankhudiyon ko pankh mein tabdeel hote dekha,

Bujhte diye ko jaise asmaan ki mehfil hote dekha

Khayal-e-jaam

Usne suna tha ki peene ki baad

duniya zara rangeen hoti hai,

khayaalo ki mehfil haseen hoti hai,

par woh peeti nahi thi.

Usne gilaas hothon mein nahi,

maathe par rakha.

Uska kehna tha,

nasha itna hai agar paimaane mein,

toh jaam dekh bhar se shayad jhoom

utthe har khayaal,

zehen ke aashiyaane mein……

Heart

It races to catch up with the blooming hopes,

when expectations have not tasted experience, but ordered a celebration,

It aches in late night silence,

when darkness becomes too much for the nightmares to consume,

It breaks in attempts to be traded,

when locked doors become too much for the invitations,

even then,

it never stops beating…….

Umeed

Gum bahut hai,
duniyadaari ke,
marham nadaarad,
is bimaari ke,
phir bhi har subeh,
zakhmo ko lekar,
nikalte hai gharse,
kuch haasil karne ke kiye,
naa ho toh bhi,
ghar laut te waqt ek bujhti si
muskurahat .. Ko saath lekar aate hai,
hoga kuch naa kuch kal,
yeh mann mein dohraate hai
kya hum umeed ka dil tod de,
kya hum jeena chhod de.. isse toh achha hai,
dhalti shaam ko kyun naa chaandni raat ka mod de

Late night..

Late night
blurry sight,
lamp post doing waltz with darkness,
silence of sidewalk making me laugh at my mess.

I wasn’t drunk,
Just high on my mistakes,
With 12 am dew and 2 am dreams playing sweep stakes