क्यों हम आज भी अकेलेपन में किसी को तलाशते हैं,
क्यों हजार ठोकरों से भी नहीं हम सम्भलते हैं।
क्या सच में खुद के आँसू पोछना इतना कठिन है?
या हम उन खोये हुए इंसानों को ही खोने से डरते हैं?-
The feeble whispers
and the touch of warmth,
Wriggling in your arms,
the ecstasy touched
my freckled mass,
And disrobed the cladded scars
that I hid from the shine of stars,
Your love under the dark
take away my breath to the far,
And make me collapse somewhere
between the ocean and the flare.-
तु है तो देश की शान है,
ऐ देश का रखवाला तुझे सलाम है।
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They used spectacles to correct their vision
But for a girl they couldn't
Change their perspective...-
I was longing for those things
Which I couldn't have all along
But still I tried to own them
Without knowing the truth
That they can't be mine
Even for a while...-
The broken glass of my window
teaches me everyday,
To wake up and start again
without fear of being torn apart,
To stand still and bear
every possible pain I can.-
I wish I could accomplish
my one wish
Of being with you there,
Holding your hands
Looking into your eyes and say
"Babe, you'll be alright."
I want to run my fingers
through your hair
To make you sleep forgetting
your pain and when tomorrow
you'll open your eyes
I want to be there to kiss you
And say that you made it,
handing you a hot cup of tea
to start your day.
All I wish is to take your
blues awayand paint it with
colors of love all over again
And keep that love forever
in your pleasing smile.-
It'll cost me a life to saunter the paradise with you
And adorn our love with garlands.-
You came in like zephyr in a summer noon
And soothed my heart with your benevolent touch,
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Now that we're close after years
Yet are far like sky and sea.
Wish that drifting away could be
easier like holding on,
Then teardrops on pillow
would be smiles now,
Gloom cladded with sheets
would be glee under the stars now.
It aches to unclench us here,
Here where we are falling for glances,
Feeling the emotions we've lived.
It will be agonizing
Not to hear your voice all night,
Enduring the evenings
without your sight.
But then a thought rushes to mind that
'Every period needs a period.'-