Yet I Wait!

They Say...
They say — Allah is unseen,
Yet His presence is felt everywhere.

They say — Just pray, He listens.
And He answers in the most unexpected ways.
But when?

They say — Cry to Him,
Like a child cries for his favourite chocolate.
And He will answer.

They say — He sees that pillow,
Still soaked from your silent tears.

They say — He knows your needs,
Every cry, every whisper. Ya Allah,
Every sleepless night filled with begging.

But when, my Lord?
When will the silence break?
When will the waiting end?

When will I get the answers, Ya Allah?

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With Allah, I Rise

Dear Self,
Stop the worry, quiet the mind,
There's so much ahead—stay focused, stay kind.
Love yourself and the path you take,
Trust in Allah with every step you make.

Believe in your worth, in what you pursue,
Insha Allah, all will align for you.
No regrets, no more doubt,
Only your best—let it shine out.

Keep your eyes on the goal, hold your ground,
Let effort and faith in your soul resound.
Stay consistent, stay inspired,
Let your heart and hope be fired.

Whether you work hard or work smart,
Do it with passion, do it with heart.
They said, "He did it," "She did it," "They did it"—true...
But soon, you’ll smile and say, "I did it too."

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The Shift Within
Save yourself—from the clutch of uncertainty.
Save yourself—sharp rays may still find their way.
Save yourself—the sky is fading into grey.
Save yourself—patience has stepped off its edge.
Save yourself—reach your destiny before it hides.
Save yourself—darkness has veiled the city’s light.
Save yourself—seek a shelter, even if it’s slight.
Save yourself—teardrops may trace you to their end.
Save yourself—doubts might drape your quietude.
Save yourself—worries may stretch out their hands.
Save yourself—from these shifting shades of grey.
Save yourself—for dawn is just a breath away.
Save yourself—hope still blooms through cracks of day.

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A Grey-Haired Man with Colourful Dreams

A grey-haired man with colourful dreams
Buys vibrant blooms from sunlit streams.
Not for the praise, nor for the eyes,
But for the faith that never dies.

No claps, no crowd, no worldly cheer,
Just silent steps that draw him near.
He comes, he garlands, bows his head,
Then walks away, not a word said.

I see him there, day after day,
In quiet grace, he finds his way.
And isn’t it the same with us—
This humble hope, this gentle trust?

We rise, we pray, we carry on,
Through dusk and dawn, from night to dawn.
Hands folded tight, hearts open wide,
Believing God walks by our side.

This is belief—no need to speak,
A strength for souls, the calm we seek.
This is faith, not loud, but true—
A silent vow between Him and you.

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Faded

Searching for that lost last yellow leaf
In the lavish greenery.
Fenses, that dust, crossed respectively somehow.
Oh there! A scratch. I was barefooted.
I cleared my eyes, i couldn't see anything but dark.
I followed the aroma, and guessed it was somewhere near me.
I accidentally touched a thorn.
It gave me a deep long lasting wound.
Aroma was the distraction for my wound.
I followed and forgot about my mission.
I forgot where exactly, i could find my lost last yellow leaf.
I found myself in the middle of deep dark forest.
I later realised, i had followed the opposite direction of the aroma.
Now I could neither reach my destination nor aroma.

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Dhundh rahi hu mai kinara
Mere khuda bas tera hi to hai sahara.
Kar de is mushkil ko bhi asan
Ho gayi hu mai badi pareshan.
Talash hai mujhe bas meri manzil ki
Roshni phailade tu apni rehmat ki.
Bata de kya kasar reh gayi dua me
Phut phut kar royi mai phir bhi sajdo me.
Marham ki dil ko ab zarurat bohot hai
Dawa de mujhe tu bas yahi dua hai.
Bikhari hai zindagi iss bade tufan se
Karde karam ki barish is banjar zameen pe.
Is tarah se jo maine khwab bune hain
Mukammal tu karde is ummeed me baithe hain.

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ಓ ಮನವೇ

ಓ ಮನವೇ ನಿಲ್ಲು,
ನಿಲ್ಲು. ನಿನ್ನ ಸ್ಥಿತಿ ಬದಲಿಸಬೇಡ ನಿಲ್ಲು.
ಬರಡು ಜೀವನದಲ್ಲಿ
ಖುಷಿಯ ಮಳೆಯಾಗಲಿದೆ, ನಿಲ್ಲು.

ಮೋಡ ಕವಿದ ಬಾಳಲ್ಲಿ
ಮತ್ತೇ ಸೂರ್ಯ ಉದಯವಾಗಲಿದೆ, ನಿಲ್ಲು.

ದಣಿದ ದಾರಿಯ ಪಯಣದಲ್ಲಿ
ತಂಗುದಾನವು ಸಿಗಲಿದೆ, ನಿಲ್ಲು.

ನಿನ್ನ ಹಣೆಯ ರೇಖೆ ಹೇಳುತಿದೆ
ನಿರಾಸೆಯ ಭಾವನೆಗಳು ಬೆಟ್ಟದ ಹಾಗೆ ಇದೆ ಎಂದು.
ಆ ಬೆಟ್ಟದ ಮೇಲೆ ಆಸೆಯ ಹೂವು
ಅರಳುವುದಿದೆ, ನಿಲ್ಲು.

ಬದುಕಿನ ಎಲ್ಲ ಹತಾಶೆ, ಅಳಲು, ಮಿಡುಕು
ದೂರವಾಗಲಿವೆ, ನಿಲ್ಲು.

ಗಾಳಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ದಿಕ್ಕಿಲ್ಲದೆ ತೇಲಾಡುವ
ಆ ನಿನ್ನ ನಿರೀಕ್ಷೆಗೆ ಗುರಿ ಸಿಗುವುದಿದೆ, ನಿಲ್ಲು.

ನಿಲ್ಲು ಮನವೇ ನಿಲ್ಲು,
ಬಾಳಿನ ಎಲ್ಲ ನಿರೀಕ್ಷೆಗಳಿಗೆ ಗುರಿ ಸೀಗುವುದಿದೆ, ನಿಲ್ಲು.

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कुछ नहीं बस खुदसे खुदको मिलवाने आई हूँ।
कुछ बातें अधूरे पूरी करनी थी।
वक्त से कुछ वक्त उधार माँगके आई थी।
अधूरी कविता को पूरी करने आई थी।
बस खुदको खुदसे मिलवाने आई हूँ।

कुछ सवाल करने थे।
जवाब जो अधूरे मुकम्मल करने थे।
बहती हुई सांसों में थोड़ी जान डालनी थी।
शरारती खयालो से रिहा मांगनी थी।
बस खुदको खुदसे मिलवाने आई हूँ।

बेफिक्र होके फिक्रों को भुलाने आई थी।
कल की यादों को अलविदा कहने आई थी।
आनेवाले कल को मुस्कुराके सलाम करने आई थी।
विचार के विचारों से गुफ्तगू करनी थी।
कुछ नहीं, बस खुदको खुदसे मिलवाने आई हूँ।

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*The Courage to Continue*

Hey! Wait, wait for a moment
The end? It is not meant.
Series of excursions
Series of precautions.
Then, why these mistakes?

Quit? For what?
This shall also pass somewhat.
Thousands of worries
Turning into miseries.
I can still hold back. So what?

Questions will be raised.
Answers will be questioned.
Turn a new page
and write a new stage.
Just believe in yourself. Can you do that?

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ಹಸಿರು

ಮಧುರ ಈ ಅನುಬಂಧ
ನಿಸರ್ಗದ ಮಡಿಲು ಚಂದ.
ಕೋಗಿಲೆಯ ಕೂಗು, ಎಲೆಗಳ ಸದ್ದು,
ಶಿಲ್ಪಿಯ ಕೆತ್ತನೆ, ಆ ಶಿಲೆಯ ಸಪ್ಪಳ,
ಈ ನನ್ನ ಲೇಖನಿಯ ಮಧುರ ಗಾನ,
ಹಾಗೂ ಹಾಳೆಯ ಧ್ವನಿ,
ದೂರದಿಂದ ಕೇಳಿ ಬರುವ ಮಗುವಿನ ತುಂಟಾಟ.
ನನ್ನ ಮನಸ್ಸಿನ ನೂರಾರು ನಿಶಬ್ಧ ಮಂಥನ.
ಮುಳುಗಿರುವೆ ಚಿಂತನೆಯಲ್ಲಿ,
ಕಾಣೆಯಾಗಿರುವೆ ಈ ಚಿಂತೆಯ ಹೂದೋಟದಲ್ಲಿ.
ಕರೆದಿರುವೆ ಬಾ ಎಂದು ಈ ಮನವ, ಹಸಿರೆಡೆಗೆ.
ತೂಗು ಬಾ ಜೋಕಾಲಿ ಅದರ ಮನದಂಗಳದಕೆ.

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