एक ऐसा भी दिन हो,
जहाँ सुकून और शांती की गूँज हो।
अंधेरे में भी सिर्फ़ उजाला दिखे,
दर्द में मेहनत का ठिकाना हो।
अंजान शहर में अपनापन हो,
और ज़िन्दगी जीने का स्वाभिमान हो,
क्योंकि ज़िन्दगी काट तो सभी रहे हैं।-
क्यों हर रिश्ता तेरे मेरे जैसा नहीं होता?
जहाँ तू चुप होकर मुझे संभाल लेता है,
मैं बिन लबों के सब कह देती हूँ।
तुझे सुकून कहूँ या मेरी साँसें,
समझ नहीं आता।
ऐ! ढलती शाम के खुले आसमान,
क्यों हर रिश्ता तेरे मेरे जैसा नहीं होता।-
अनंत
तू सहारा नहीं, मेरा मार्ग है,
ज़रूरत नहीं, अनिवार्य है।
भीतर भी तू, बाहर भी तू,
आकार और निराकार भी तू।
तेरी छाया में शीतलता की काया है,
मेरी अंधेर में तू उजाले का साया है।
तू सहारा नहीं, मेरा मार्ग है,
ज़रूरत नहीं, अनिवार्य है।
-
The actual meaning of 'healthy' is:
Heal thy mind.
Heal thy body.
Heal thy emotions.
Heal thy soul.
Heal thyself and help everyone.-
SACRED
A long, warm hug, God,
I yearn for your presence.
Moonlit night,
with a star stitched sky.
Your hands on my head,
my head on your chest.
Tears of pain and healing,
streaming into little waves.
A divine encounter of
creator and creation.
An assurance of being
loved and protected.
Cradling through the night,
over the lap of the holy Divine.-
PERPLEXED
An empty piece of mush inside the skull,
Perplexed by situational occurrences.
'What kind of feeling is this?'
Thoughts arise.
'The weather is chilling,
But the nerves are grilled.
I am a lone wolf, I swear!'
She mutters.
Who then, the hell is
sending the cues?
'Please excuse!',
she implores the telepathic sender.
-
THRIVE
The shadow of lies,
Engulfed to demise.
Eyes closed in the night,
Ready to see beyond mere sight.
A heart wretched by emotions,
Now drunk on the divine's potion.
Little by little, she shredded her peel,
Not to impress but to breathe.
Holding a rose, she affirmed,
'I may fall and roll,
Get bruised or crushed,
But I will never forget my essence;
I am a rose.
Beauty in every petal,
Fragrance in my soul.
Thorns as my armour.'-
THE CYCLE
Slowly, steadily
sliding and breaking,
First into slides,
then into pieces.
Pieces to particles,
Yes, it's me there,
Under your feet,
That glint in the sand,
Which you saw, and felt peace.
Wherever I am, whatever I am,
I will always give you ease,
Piece by piece.-
Woe, but I still keep writing,
Ruthless, is what I feel.
I am an isolated island;
Treasure to explore more.
Either you find me in a reputed world or;
Repenting over my decision to be a writer.-
Trees by my window,
The sweetest living beings,
Being so kind to me.
Never asking for anything,
Giving everything to me and you.
A shade to my vagabond soul,
Oxygen to my breathless anxiety.
A gentle, leafy touch to my skin,
Sending an intuitive message
to rise again and win.
Trees by my window,
The sweetest living beings.-