Moth

Paint me red and blue

the gravest of the hue,

Sell me some dreams

I'll wear a drop of dew.

Bundles of pearls can't fetch the joy

that feathers murmur in the air like a ring

Being a man is so tic-tac toy;

I wish to be a moth...

...to fly with those sunset-yellow pair of wings

Now paint me little black

A nature's mistake;

Touching his dry overcoat

I found a loud and tiny note

A message to my heart-

those ardent worlds gone apart

like a bubble will happily survive

like the existence of some forest hive...

I Surf and Dance

to preserve some romance

still so parched, so half, so grieved

Buckets of tide turned around and believed

....There is a faith burning inside

and the cold stream runs yet far away!

दूर क्यूँ?

I was trying really hard to get down and write a song. I always thought I can never write a song and that means I am not a musician. (I still believe that I can't write a song. :D) After so much of struggle, I thought I must just give a medium to the flow that is going on at present at the back of my mind, not really caring about the meter or rhyme. So friends, I want your take on it. I will not say anything about it as a piece of art is best judged by people who experiences it. This is my first ever attempt to scribble down something serious in Hindi.

तुम दूर, बहोत दूर क्यूँ?

दूरियाँ भी नज़दीक आके पूछने लगी

की परवाह किसके लिए इतनी?

रोज़ रोज़ अपना पहरा लिए शाम निकल आती है,

सूरज ढल जाने पे कहीं मायूस हो जाती है,

अब धुल की छोटी बदली बादल बनके पूछती है;

ये धुंआ, ये पानी, आग पे क्यूँ?

सपनों का इक पूरा मौसम आता जाता है

बीच सड़क पे मई की धुप में आती जाती भीड़

बात मुझसे खफा होकर भी करने लगी, ये कबसे जागी रात,

ऐसेमें फिर तुम चुप, बस चुप-चुप क्यूँ?

I still don't find a single reason not to fall in love with him!

I strike a balance among my senses,
He still embraces my deepest thought with that same beaming sight
full of myriad rays of hope and love and calm...

I wonder why I still see those rainbows in his acute eyes
I wonder why my heart thuds when he steps Inside
I wonder why my lips sway in a particular way and spread out wide!

Touch- glance,
Gaze- converese-
smile-recite-
Not more than these weapons were used to amaze me,
I still never find a single reason not to fall in love with him!

Will this earth be able to unite us in a whole?
My inner world still seeks for this long awaited spark!

!Touched!

Words can do wonders and
expressions can cast a spell, really?
Nothing seems to work for this penetration...
Someone seems to have spelt a cast on me...

Is he a saddist?
Certainly not.
Then, an extremist?
Not at all.
Why so? My heart seems to commit and repeat the same blunder everytime...
...it leaps up, summons up yet so irrepresible-
throws the vibes that
I get caught up ....
in his acutely reflecting glowing eyes...

That dreamer, companion, almost a wizard
Charms my world with his myriad colours
So calm and yet so painfully brutal, that his astonishment turns me
into an addict for hours and days...

I still fear open up the doors
of the heavens inside me
Will he ever care to unlock those shut ones with light and his own destiny?

My internal paradise seeks an answer,
He says, "It dwells within you."

I want to experience that trance with my inamorato,
To count the Aayats on my Taj
and cherish my elegant Peter,
to consume the fragrance in my breath under the Big ben
and behold the good old Italian theatre...

Let's move, let's go and rush
and then slow down
and walk ... tapping .. tap, tap, tap...
on wet and silky sea-sands
Indulge immensly into each other's existence...
... go on and plunge into the deep sky
so intensely ... .... till we fly!

Shadows

I am - a young lass!
With glittering - acute dreamy eyes,
little mischieves...
passionate to conquer many hearts and many worlds...
Worlds full of conceited heads,
Worlds full of ambiguous voices
Worlds full of innumerable Desires!

I Dream a little - I speak
I Think a little - everyday
I sing my songs to fill my soul with the bliss!
I invent - I imagine -- endlessly...
My music soaks the internal part of mine
It touches, it kisses, embraces and cuddles my heart.

I romance my Heroes,
I romance Women!
I romance my poets-playwrights
I romance musicians...
I meet them everyday in person,
For the sake of my Replete Space!

Moments are my soulmates
I want to be with them in eternity - with excellence;
My self is the love of mine, perhaps.
I want her to lay within my existence forever...
My breath counts the rhythm
it goes numb at times
or beat by beat otherwise...

Words emerge from within my breast
...they are so close, so many of them
I continue to fascinate people with my charm infinitely
I aspire and achieve
I pray, I am a staunch fanatic of the supreme Lord!
I trust that enigma!

I am still awaiting a big bang,
a loud thud to occur... ... ...

The Dream...I couldn't have!

Oh! How blessed, I was
When I saw the rainbow
...and the stars that kissed the sky;
Everywhere there was this light and love and joy
that were spreaded and laid by

Together they never struck apart
and't was such a sight of deep and blue lake of Fine art!
The dream...I couldn't have
It was a dream I could never have
to witness the world that was full of flights of fancies!
and a green sea with a dusty wave
This dream I couldn't have!
to stare the shores and birds
and the thousands of shells to save...

Temptations!
Was there a place like this?
or just a man like this?
that were full of white and purple bubbles
and the dark and soft hallow of bliss
Again, this dream...I couldn't have
to have just million such lives to live...
and just take a loaf of this Universe-into an inner part of mine!
...to feel and touch that force
which is so complete and divine...

And now take me, just lift me up
that I could touch the sky
It will let both of us Fly!
It surrounded my waist
with its cloudy arms
and gave me a big hug...
It's sprinkling laughter on
OUR earth
with the golden emphatic rays
Asking to choose a common one
out of two different ways...

It is now my destiny,
the very 'dream'... I couldn't have!

Lost, actually!

...That spasm, the moment!
That hour of thirst and my parched soul!
The burning avarice for your courtship!

I always adored your placid qualities,
Your eloquent eyes and soothing lips
That tranquil sound with contemplative gaze;
Was that a man that I want?
Was that the life I desired for?-asked my heart to my mind.
...and it remained unaswered...

...I want that paternal care,
That dominant lover,
That ever-so-sensuous music that flows
from his whole being in eternity...

I want that alluring masculinity,
Those enchanting words,
That obstinacy on the worldly matters,
A person painted in myriad colours
Who can make these moments- ''a timeless present''!

I want that existence to lay beside mine,
On a winter morning ... when the Sun will be glaring at us with pain,
Having seen him by my side,
I want those hands to lock my waist
I want those eyes to behold my heart
I want those fingers to touch me beneath my surface!!

I want- I want- I want-
I am craving!

No-He-Mine-My Destiny-My Past
My scattered pondering still sees him as Nature's honour!

He is not mine- not mine-
Uttered my throb, my veins,
my mind, my existence
and collapsed!