फासला

बेहद अजीब होता है
किसी का इश्क़ से ज्यादा
और इबादत से कम होना
मानो एहसास हो
एक पूरेपन में
किसी कमी,
कुछ अधूरेपन का।
एक जिस्म से
रूह तक का फासला
पार कर जाना
तय करता है
इश्क़ का इबादत होना।

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हर लफ्ज़ अब आज़ाद है
तू कोई भी अक्षर उठा....

- बेज़ार

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A fool is one who
seeks happiness under the sun
When night has it all !!!

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Nervousness crept in,
When he saw her !!!

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"बीते वक्त के पहलू में
कुछ किताबें रखी पड़ी थी
इस पशोपेश में उलझी सी
की जो लोग कभी
उनसे मिलने आते थे
ताकि खो सके
उनके सीने पर गुदे
उन स्याह अक्षरों में
न जाने अब खुद कहां गुम हैं?
हर दफा पूछती हैं मुझसे यें
कोई गया क्या,
इस बात की तफतीश करने कि
वो गुलाब की सूखी पंखुड़ियां
लोग अब कहां रखने लगे हैं?"

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Tonight, the moon merely stands
a witness, in gloom
Waking up all night with me;
Without you…

(Read Caption)

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So let me write a poem for you
For you have been missing
the wizarding world of words
The dawn has just reached the horizon today
Listen to the magic being unleashed….

(Read the caption)

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Saturday morning
I think I would sleep till late today.
Or maybe just get up and watch you sleep
The most beautiful girl, lying by my side.

At the breakfast table, as we sit
With cupcakes and some gin
To savor our mouths with
I would read you some Eliot
Or Neil or maybe some of my own…
A beautiful piece for the most beautiful girl
Can you think of a start better than this?
You, next to me, tasty cupcakes,
some gin and poetry…

It is warm outside,
the sun is waiting for us to show up
Should we go….
Or stay right here, all by ourselves?

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The night smells of a marigold
Filling my heart with a strong pungent emotion
It is 2 a.m. now and my eyes are wide awake
Not able to keep up the pace
With the other tired senses
I could see the old monk smiling at me,
From the far corner of my eye
Lying just below the icon shelf,
waiting to be man-handled
I feel uneasy now.
Lips go sore, throat itches
For a drop of divinity;
the elixir of liveliness
Will gulp down some quickly, if I may
As I have to walk through
the caliginous corridors of clamoring miseries
And wipe off the daunting gloom
by light as the dawn breaks its sleep.

Am I smitten by love or
just huddling down an inception?
I wonder…
For I have you in my heart
but I can’t feel you in my arms now. ….

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Often do I wonder, how would it be?

(Check the caption)

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