Every second we live, we make a choice.
A choice to go one path over another.
And sometimes, amid the chaotic monotonicity of life, what aches is the probability of happiness in the paths we cast aside.-
But what is survival then,
if not accompanied by
a little touch of self destruction.
like a burning candle
surviving at its own expense,
an unavoidable
paradoxical entwinement.
-
After all,
as humans
what else do we Crave for?
Only bread, peace
and a sense of belonging,
in a hierarchical sequence.-
Kash kuchh yun kabhi
Main bhi tere zehan mein aaun
Soche Jo bheed mein tu
Wo khayal main ban jaun
Na ho ye kabhi, ki tu guzre Bure daur se
Par kanch pe pade Jo kabhi
Wo tera pair mai ban Jaun
Mumkin nahi k tere khatir Chand sitare tod laun
Par ruthe Jo kabhi tu, To kar ibaadat tujhe manaun
Fir bhi gar naraj rahe tu, To khud se hi mai Rooth jaun
Tujhe sataun; tujhe chidhaun
Kabhi suljhi zulf Teri uljhaun
Hasrat nahi ye tu har pal sang ho
Par har subah jb aankhen kholun
Tujhko hi bas pass mein paun
Boond-boond chahe kho dun khud ko
Katra-katra chahe jal jaun
Bs teri muskan, Teri khushi ko
Har dam hi mahfooz mai paun
Tum ho gar sath mere Har mushkil ko asan kr jaun
Tujh bin kuchh ye alam hai, rah bhi loon, rah bhi na paun
Kash kuchh yun kabhi
Main bhi tere zehen mein aaun..
-
The wise in me is no more .
The wise which once
used to get seduced
only by intangible traits.
It now has been turned
into a beast,
an Immortal beast
tamed by her demonic spells,
an irrational beast
ready to be ruined
over and over again
by her slutry baits.-
The city is ablaze
The city is ablaze
With the ego and rage
With the vengeance and chase.
But, You have the key
To free yourself from the cage
Don't try to fit in everywhere
Make your own ways.
Away from the chaos
forgetting the chase
At the brim of Dusk
step out of that mask
sit among the nature
look around, gaze.
Without striving to find
a meaning in everything
Observe those little things
synchronise, get inphase.
magically, you will see
the poems dancing
without any word or a phrase.-