For those, Who seek Rhythm in their Life
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 :)
"Whenever you are alone
it's better to just pick the phone
and call me, I'm always there for you
no problem,big or small
in life, we always have a fall
but don't worry, I'm always there for you
life don't stop for anything,you know
it goes on, and so should you, just go
and if you look back, I'm always there for you
good things come to those who wait, better come for those who try
but best come for those who believe, don't cry
if you have lost your faith, I'm always there for you
and years later, when you will see your life back
you will remember only happiness, the sadness will lack
and to laugh along, I'll be always there for you
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..............................
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.
मर रहा हूँ हर वक़्त दर बदर, इम्तिहान हैं मेरी इन्तिहाँ का,
सपनो में उभर आता हैं कभी-कभी, घाट एक ही जहाँ का।
साथ हैं मेरे यार-दोस्त, हर शाम महफ़िल जमती हैं,
पर हैं एक सूनापन सा कही, इंतज़ार हैं बस फ़ना का।
एक अदद को दी मैंने कसम, ज़िंदा रखना मुझे कलम से,
वरना मरने के बाद कौन याद करेगा, इस ज़र्ज़र मकाँ का।
देखता हूँ हर शाम रात, खिड़की से अपनी झाँक कर,
बह रहा हैं एक खामोश दरिया, छोड़ के दामन जहाँ का।
बस अब न रोकना मुझे, जाने दे मुझे ऐ 'नादान',
इंतज़ार करती हैं माँ मेरी, जहा हैं घाट एक ही जहाँ का।
छलक पड़ते हैं आंसू भी अब, जब याद वो मंज़र आते हैं,
खेत खलिहान, फूल पौधे' भी अब, शमशान से नज़र आते हैं।
रुकी-रुकी सी हैं यह फिज़ाएँ, ठहरा सा हैं यह आसमां,
पर इस दिल में कभी कभी, उसकी याद के बवंडर आते हैं।
नही रहा कोई भी इस दुनिया मैं मेरा, इस दर्द के सिवा,
मरहम लगाने के लिए कभी कभी,खामोश समुन्दर आते हैं।
जा भी नही सकता, न ठहर सकता हूँ यहाँ,
रात को सोता भी नही हूँ, सपने भी भयंकर आते हैं।
पर सुन ले ऐ 'नादान' , नही मान सकता हुँ मैं हार,
मेरी होसला अफ़ज़ाही के लिए खुद, मुक्कदर क सिकंदर आते हैं।
Shar...
