A girl I knew

Very sweet girl there was,I once knew,
(It wasn't a 'was', when this poem I drew)
Brave, kind, simple, funny, no fear
Hundred worries, still she lend an ear,
And proposed solutions new.

Wise she was, no doubt,
And when all the friends were about,
Dare to say,
Happiness wouldn't stay.
And when I hear her cry
Welling up in whisper,
All the world seemed a dark place to try,
Nice she was, my little friend-sister.

Ladybug

One fine evening, strolling through grass,
Sweaty and tired my feet, I paused to rest.
Stretching my legs upon grass,
I looked up horizon,
to the swarms of birds,
to the train whistling in distance,
to the cars honking,
to the kids playing,
lonely people, walking, with earplugs,
calming, soothing, stirring.

Suddenly, my hand crept.
A creepy crawler was the guest.
Small and oval
and red with black polka dots.
My mind raced back to years, when I had her.

Was her first day of college, I was sophomore.
Shy, yet radiant;
Calm, yet curious.
Notes were exchanged, so were the eyes.
Sitting long hours in park was our time.

One day, she lifted a ladybug, from the grass.
and put it on my skin, I crept,startled.
She was laughing, I was embarrassed.

Days,weeks,months, flew away and away.
Just like the little ladybug.

It was my last day, in college,
and in my hands, tickets were flapping
to a far off university.
I had to go.
Leave her, here.
The park,the college,the ladybug.
She was ears, 
She was tears.
Me standing, holding silence in my eyes.
I left without saying anything.

Suddenly a gentle tap on the shoulder
brought me back to the present.
'Hey, you found a ladybug. Aren't they cute?'
'Yes, they are. Now lets go home,
Millie will be waiting.'
She is still radiant. 

A Smile

What's the most beautiful thing you have seen?
So beautiful,it made your eyes gleam.
A flower, in the morning dew,
Rose perhaps, Pink, maybe blue?
A moon, in it's glimmering light?
A Starry Sky, in a dark night?




What's the purest thing you have seen?
So pure, it made your mind serene.
A seedling sprouting, struggling for surface?
A new wave of brook, in its grace?
A PRAYER of a toddler, a wish of an infant?
First ray of the sun, from horizon distant?



What's the sweetest thing you have seen?
So sweet, it made you heart went lean
The first word of a baby, calling her mumma?
A help to a needy friend, in his dilemma?
The first gift of a lover to her mistress?
A wishing phone call, a letter, a message?

Now,have you seen all these, together?
The sweet, The pure, The beautiful? Never?
Well, I have seen it, all in one.
A curve of a lip, by definition.
A smile, of someone, for whom you care
A smile, the greatest gift, you can spare
A smile, filling your inner void.
A smile, which you can't avoid.
A smile, for everyday, till the eternity
That's all I ask, a smile for me. 


-Dedicated to a Special Friend, and her Precious Smile :)

In A Blue Moon

Once I was sitting alone in park,quiet 

watching the blue moon in its full light. 

memories took me down to past 

maybe some 3 years; yes it was, 

my 19th birthday, 23rd of may 

everyone was very happy and gay 

but my eye were on the door 

every once in a while I looked once more 

waiting for someone I was sad,

then suddenly the door opened and came a lad 

I rushed to him, he greeted me happy birthday 

I taunted," where was you whole day?"

he said,"I was arranging for the present,

Here's your gift,take it" but I resent;

"I don't want your gift your presence was needed.

Do you know today is blue moon, don't miss it"

we rushed to the roof, and looked for the moon, 

"it is marvelous" ,he said "we will meet very soon."

"Why?" ,I asked," where are you going" 

"I have joined the army. It is my dream." 

I became sad, "what will I do without you"

"Don't cry my girl. one day I will meet you,

when I will be something and will take you away

and will build our small nest I swear."

"When will it happen?" I asked him with tears.  

"you know next blue moon free after 3 years 

and on that night I will propose you with a ring"

"that's a promise",I said "don't forget this thing. 

after 2 years came a letter with his death news 

my world broke down my heart gets a bruise 

now when I think of him my eyes are tears. 

suddenly from the dark, a postman appears 

"it is a special delivery" he  handed me the letter 

when I read the whole moon shattered 

it was from him before you went to war.

It said "you are so near yet so far

This may be my final words don't mourn

if something happens to me I want you to move on 

but I kept the promise I made to you,see

I proposes you that the ring- will you marry me?" 

and a ring fell out, a curse , or a boon

And this all happened in a blue moon.

The Crystal Dream

One fine night, I saw a dream,
I was rowing in crystal stream.

Stars were shining, moon was bright,
Everything else was calm and quiet.

Only the sound of me, rowing in stream,
I looked down, to see the moon gleam.

In front of me, she was sitting,
We two were alone on the boating.

I saw in her eyes, the twin stars dazzled,
She touched water, the moon glimmered. 

It was all magical,wishing not to end,
Then I saw a crystal castle and we bend.

I rowed to its gates, and the doors closed,
And in a beautiful magical world, we were lost.

Waiting for the Sunrise

The holy heart is gone.
all hopes lie beyond
how cruel dark is night
I've lost all my might
and that's when, I can't accept demise
sitting in the dark, I'm waiting for sunrise..............

the truth is so week
how can I be so meek
I just can't let the lie to be won
this is my destiny
this is my symphony
you can't tell me to keep my voice down
and I know you, you can't fool me in disguise
standing in the street, I'm waiting for sunrise.................

I know dawn is near,
I've nothing to fear
the clouds won't stop it this time
I've got to be fast
I've got to be swift
I know raising my voice is no crime
just listen to me, this is no surprise,
I've reached the square, and waiting for sunrise....................

look here they come, to kill me and my voice
but look dawn is here, it's time to rejoice.
I'm happy,my heart broke all the bonds of joys
I'm feeling powerful, you can't suppress me,
I'm feeling purified, you can't oppress me,
you can't kill my voice with the coward's toys
and years later, people passing my grave will cries
look there lie the man, who was waiting for sunrise..............................

My Childhood Tree

I was visiting my village, after a long, 
My mind was singing the childhood song.

I came out of bus, and walked to the village,
but the feet changed the direction, to my amaze.

I was going to the forest, to my old tree,
the one which we all used, when free.

On my way, remembering the good ol' days
playing with my friends, on the tree, we say

'Let's never forget our friendship, and the tree,
will keep it in alive in our memory's sea.

We used to climb it, sit on top;listening,
birds chirping; wind's voice; blossoming flower, water flowing.

But when I reached it, it was not there,
I was shocked, and searched for it everywhere.

Then something caught my eye, A burnt tree,
Struck by lightening, my eyes weep.

How cruel time is, nothing left of my memory,
remembering the good old days, I hugged the tree.

But as I was about to leave, something I heard,
I went in the direction of voice, across the fields of mustard.

What I saw, touched my heart deeply,
some children were playing beneath another tree.

But they didn't see me, I was hiding,
in the memories of past, my heart was gliding.

I turned and went back, carrying all my memory,
It will always be alive in my heart, my childhood tree.

मैं चला

हर ख़ुशी नाखुश मुझसे, साया गमो का घना,
यह रंज़िशे , यह बंदिशें, हैं कर रही मुझको फ़ना। 

न किरण-ऐ-उम्मीद यहाँ, न चट्टान-ऐ-हौसला,
 सूना-सूना,खाली-खाली, मैं और मेरा घोंसला। 

चल रहा हूँ बेबस मुसाफिर, न मंज़िल पता न रास्ता,
बस झलक दिखा मुझे, खुद तुझे खुद का वास्ता। 

फर्क भूल गया हूँ मैं, सुबह और शाम के बीच का,
न जाने कब साँसे रुके, और थम जाए यह समां। 

जो हो गया, सो हो गया, ज़िन्दगी तुझसे नही गिला,
थाम मौत का हाथ मैं, ऐ 'नादान' अब मैं चला।  

Time To Rise

I Wonder what  it's like ,
to be in a world where,
mind is a bird there.
Fly high, above the horizon.
No need to get direction.

I Wonder what  it's like ,
to be in a world where,
Heart is a fish mere.
Cutting through the Big Blue. Not bound,
by rules in the world, found.



I Wonder what  it's like ,
to be in a world where,
emotions are not fake, but fair.
Not generated from the sense.
But come from true innocence.

I Wonder what  it's like ,
to be in a world where,
Than sword, pen is truly mightier.
Words come out with a fury.
No place to burn them, neither to bury.

Now its time to build our future.
Be a leader, not a butcher.
Live and let live, follow this advice.
Come on folks, it's time to rise.