ਹਵਾਵਾਂ ਨਾਲ ਅੜੀਆਂ, ਤੇ ਸਾਹਾਂ ਦੇ ਹਾਲ ਪੁੱਛਦੇ ਹੋ
ਚਾਰ ਦਿਨ ਜ਼ਿੰਦਗੀ ਐ, ਤੇ ਤੁਸੀਂ ਪੌਣੇ ਤਿੰਨ ਦਿਨ ਰੁਸਦੇ ਹੋ ।

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Am just writing to remind myself that am not dead and this isn't a dream either. I don't know what it was it held my every nerve that wasn't able to sense if I had any. Not an eye to blink nor a muscle to move nothing at all except my ears n my senseless vessel which people address it as mind. I heard it but again hard to believe, it shoke my body. Before it could intensify that vessel asked me look for my phone maybe I thought the sound was coming from that but all in vain my body was held tight no less than a dead. My struggle went on it's as good as asking a stoned statue to breathe. Experiencing nightmares is better than this undiscovered traumas. It's more writing a note to ensure that am alive and hold has released me. Calling it experiential death isn't wrong at all. Unfortunately my fortune saved me.

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Himmat krke khwab jlaaye hain
Aayo tum bhi haath sek lo
Yeh aadhi jli tasveer tumhaari hi hai
Yakeen nhi toh nazdeek se dekhlo
Nishaniya jo mehfooz thi kabi
Tum bhi laayo aur khaak mein fek do
Jis kone mein jajbaat jalaye the
Ho ske toh ussi raakh mein fek do
Aag jitni jale utni kam hai
Kya krein mausam sard ka hai
Baaki sab Khairiyat hai jnaab
Kambakht seene mein dard sa hai

-R_Khaira

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ਉੱਠ ਪੰਜਾਬ ਸਿਹਾਂ ਹਲਾਤ ਵਿਗੜਦੇ ਜਾਂਦੇ ਆ,
ਦਿਨੇ ਕੀ, ਸ਼ਾਮੀ ਕੀ ਇਹ ਤਾਂ ਰਾਤੋ - ਰਾਤ ਵਿਗੜਦੇ ਜਾਂਦੇ ਆ।

ਪਵਿੱਤਰ ਆਬਾਂ ਦੀ ਧਰਤੀ ਤੇ ਲ਼ੋਕ ਜ਼ਹਿਰ ਪਿਲਾਈ ਜਾਂਦੇ ਆ,
ਉੱਠ ਖਾਂ ਬੂਹਾ ਖੋਲ੍ਹ, ਹਲਾਤ ਕੁੰਡਾ ਖੜਕਾਈ ਜਾਂਦੇ ਆ।

ਲਗਦਾ ਮੋਹ ਤੇਰਾ ਖ਼ਤਮ ਹੋਇਆ ਤੇਰੇ ਪੁੱਤਾਂ ਦੀ ਜਵਾਨੀ ਤੋਂ,
ਕਿਸੇ ਨੂੰ ਚਿੱਟੇ ਨੇ ਖਾਧਾ ਤੇ ਕੋਈ ਅੱਕਿਆ ਕਿਰਸਾਨੀ ਤੋਂ।

ਧੂੜ ਵਾਲਾ ਸੰਦੂਕ ਖੋਲ੍ਹ ਜਿੱਥੇ ਵਿਰਸਾ ਲੁਕਾਈ ਬੈਠਾਂ ਏਂ,
ਅੰਸ - ਬੰਸ ਨੂੰ ਪੜਨੇ ਪਾ ਕਿਉੰ ਬਣ ਸ਼ੁਦਾਈ ਬੈਠਾਂ ਏਂ।

ਇਕ ਪੁੱਤ ਧਰਮਾਂ ਤੋਂ ਕਲੇਸ਼ ਕਰਦਾ ਤੇ ਦੂਜਾ ਬਣ ਲੁਟੇਰਾ ਤਾਲੇ ਖੋਲ੍ਹ ਰਿਹਾ ਹੈ
' ਹਾਂਜੀ' ਨੂੰ ਫਾਂਸੀ ਲਾ ਕੇ ਤੇਰਾ ਪੋਤਰਾ ਵੀ ਕੁਬੋਲ ਬੋਲ ਰਿਹਾ ਹੈ ।

ਕੁਦਰਤ ਦੇ ਅੱਖਰ ਕਿਉੰ ਭੈੜਾ ਅਕਸ਼ ਦਿਖਾਈ ਜਾਂਦੇ ਨੇ
ਪੰਜਾਬ ਸਿਆਂ ਹੁਣ ਤਾਂ ਉੱਠ ਜਾ ,
ਤੈਨੂੰ ਸੁੱਤੇ ਪਏ ਨੂੰ ਲੋਕ ਮੜ੍ਹੀਆਂ ਚ ਲੈ ਜਾਈ ਜਾਂਦੇ ਨੇ ।

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Itna bhi kya khaas tha uski mehfil mein
Jo bhi gya bas ussi ka hi ho kar rehta tha,
"Mai sirf tera hun" Yeh jhooth vo boht
hi maasoomiyat se har ek se kehta tha.

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Hamare saamne unki baat na kijiye
Hum pehle hi boht roo chuke hain,

Sachayi aur Rishton ka zikr ab chodiye
Hum iss fizuliyat se bharosa khoo chuke hain,

Mana ke dil mein kuch paudhe unke lgaye hain
Par boht beej vo zehar ke bhi bo chuke hain

Waqif the vo bhi hamari aadhi mohabbat se,
issi liye hasne lge jab humne kaha
"Hum kisi aur ke ho chuke hain".

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A part of this froward heart is still clinging to you rest of my soul has already given up.

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I always thought I've been doing my best to be called as human , to value my existence, to appreciate the life which is even a dream for many. Unfortunately am not kind enough to keep the things on track especially my own body and soul. I was so consumed in conversing with the world around ( which I had never done before) that I started taking my home  (body) for granted though I was able to maintain a peaceful communication with my soul ,however my soul seemed ill at ease now, being homeless. In urge of doing something for others I landed on doing nothing for myself except some maladies. I beg all my crestfallen parts to pardon me for the last time.

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Indeed, What all we need !
"Someone to listen our story,
without questions and doubts."

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She barely slept with that hefty heart
Found her soul scattered which was once a stalwart
None was aware of her counts of faint and shout
Not a single mate with whom she can talk about
She could notice her fragments falling apart
Her soul dragged her body to a beautiful graveyard
The slaughterer was allowed to break her further
She evacuated her soul and was back with dead body of her.

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