Friday, May 22, 2015

The Desolate Dawn


Drenched in my thoughts,
this day I am lost again,
Has it been too long? 
Is it time to rub off the stain?
Listening to the river flow, and the sky changing colors slow,
I feel like the moon, lone, by itself, passing from high to low.

The stars seem to be calling, even the clouds as they move on,
I wonder if they'll still be here,
If they'll stay, until dawn.
So are friends, lost in the dark that came with night,
Left me to thinking why am I awake? 
Why do I seek, a sign of light?

The fire died long back and I feel abused by the cold,
I am happy, I am sad, 
A mix of emotions, so I'm told.
No you'll never comprehend, coz you can never walk in my shoe,
Not a mile, not a step, and neither do I expect you to.

Today, it's my time off the world, here no one would judge me,
And am gonna be staying here, all the time that I could be.
Its not much what I ask, but guess life makes you its slave,
And am not giving in, my journey, my own path to pave.

It's a voice in my head, says it gonna be alright,
Says enough you've bled, 
from now on its all shining, and all bright!



(Wrote this piece on a recent trip to Rishikesh, when everyone else had gone to sleep and I was sitting alone by the Bonfire.
You have to be at that place to understand the heady mix booze and that backdrop can have on you!!)

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Let Me Be




Destiny they say,

Crosses everyone’s way.

If it walks along, all good,

Bt if it chooses not to

It does make you pay.


You’re termed a loser, the moment you talk about luck,

But he is looking for the key,

That would open the lock, that he always finds stuck.

Why until then, they can’t just let him be.


What already bugs him all day, that

You can’t make him realize.

So stop reminding it over and again,

Keep to yourself, your valuable advice.


He’s working on it, guiding the wave on its course,

Their giving directions, provide no helping force.

Its like walking in rain, at the edge of seas,

The steps he took were, washed off as if felonies.


He ain’t no loser, just going through a rough patch,

Things he knows, have to be started from scratch.

To them I admit, this HIM is me,

And why the hell they can’t let ME,. Be me….


Friday, June 12, 2009

Kyun... Tum Nahi





Nhi aasan pyaar karna kisi ko,
Iss safar hum bhi chale they.
Yaad hai aaj bhi woh pal,
Jab pehli baar unse hum mile they.

Wo dosti naa jaane kab pyaar ban gayi,
Unki muskurahat mera sab kuch ho gayi.
Wo pyaar bhari nzaron se dekhna unhe,
aankho ke ishaare, ishaaron mey ikraar,
Ab bas unki yaaden hain rehe gyi.

Kehna har waqt yahi baar-baar,
Humen tumse aur tumhi se hai pyaar.
Aur jataana narazgi ye kehe kar,
Jao nhi karte hum tumse pyaar.

Woh berukhi na jaane kab sach ho gayi,
Kab hogye door, ye bhi pata na chala.
Dil mey aaj bhi hain sirf wahi,
Par samne nahi, hai iss baat ka gilaa.

Maana unhone dhokha na diya,
Par sath dete to kya tha.
Kyun mere khwaabon mey ab aa kar,
Dilaayen yaad, naa jo kabhi mera tha.

Un lamhom ko ab humne hai sameta,
Ankhon mey namii, labon par muskuraahat lekar,
pyaar ki raah thi tumne dikhlayi,
Tumhi ko naa paaya, apna sab kuch bhi dekar.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

College days

(this one's dedicated to my friends...am gonna miss u loads guys )


Sitting like always,

as we’re laughing out loud,

We’re lost, it might seem,

But we very well stand out from the crowd.


Four years is a long time,

For the world to change,

But the change has left us with memories,

A mix of pleasant, bitter and strange.


The very first day itself, showed how its gonna be,

Dumb seniors, and the gals even more,

I felt the dumbest among them, why didn’t I flee.

This mutual unrest perhaps made us the friends we are,

Sailing through the teela and hawa-mahal,

We’ve come too far.


From the “wo sehen nhi hoti” wala bunk,

To Vicky being called a hunk.

The lab asses who loved to nag,

And our shouting for a party, even if someone got a new bag.

Digging eight spoons in one plate of rajma-rice,

And then collecting chillad to pay its price.

The last minute submissions we felt proud over,

And the professor we always planned we would gift a razor.


Never will I forget, those ­­­­­freaky nightouts,

Studying only when there’s fire on our butt,

The always-fretting mulla, khurram ki sharaafat,

Aur langde ka wo sexy haircut.


The excitement when we first got placed,

And now, the nostalgia that is to be faced.

But I know I’ve gained a lot, and

What I’ll lose its not much,

Only one thing I have to say,

I love u guys, never be out of touch.


The laughter is continued,

We’re still sitting as we do.

Everyone’s staring at me, saying,

Ab wapas niche aaja, bahot udd liya tu.


Wednesday, April 8, 2009

The other side of Nothing


The promises that I made, and the things I said,
When I look back, I see them driving me mad.
Alone I stand,
Looking, what I’ve still not lost,
Let the world keep, what I never had.

In the times of pain, while walking in rain,
I saw through myself, getting insane.
Like a tree dried up, amidst sprawling woods,
Gone unnoticed, hiding under the hoods.
Deep within, there’s a big dark sphere,
I’m inside, I’m outside,
I’m still nowhere.
Each effort was done, everyone tried,
All failed to see through,
Failed,
To see the other side.

The light, though dried up the tree,
But from dark it was always shy.
The question yet remains, what was it,
The light, or the dark, that had been on sly.

Someone sometime will come this way,
The wait might be long,
And this time things might even stay.
But the harm has been done, that others would never see,
I’ll never be the same again,
Never, what I used to be.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

THE WALL IN TWILIGHT


The obstacles were always there,
Sometimes they made me slow,
Sometimes gave a blow,
But never did I think, to change my way.

Now to my face stands a wall,
Wish I could see, but its way too tall.
But heyy!! Over there, I see two doors,
One’s in the way, and the other’s off road.
The way up there, the door weighing a tonne,
Has what I always wanted,
What I spent my life on.
It tempts me still, but the journey gives a low.
The other door, though its easier to go,
It would be hell throughout,
NO friends NO foes.

The stars up there, are calling upon,
Shouting,
They make me feel a moron.
Go for your dream, you’ll get what u want.
Am walking still, on the way I was,
I’ll listen to them, they say my heart.

Yes I was, screwed up by each circumstance,
The OBSTACLE was deep, it left no chance.
But am geared up now, with every penny n dime,
To scale the WALL,
To screw the circumstances this time.