Tuesday, December 8, 2009

शायरी

झुलस रही हे मेरी भाब्नाएं
तेरी इन बेरुखी नज़रों से
कांप रही हे मेरी रूह
तेरी इन ठंडे एह्साशों में
ये नर्म धुप जो सेंकती थी मेरे नम पड़े इन हाथों को
अब चुभतीं हैं मेरे बदन में
क्या हुआ उन वादों का,उन कसमों का?तू कहता था ,जान दे कर भी निभाएगा
ना मेरा प्यार बदला था ना मेरी वफ़ा
इस झूठी दुनिया के रंग में तू ही बदल गया हे

two poems


सारीं हदें पार कर गई तेरी बेरुखी
कभी नम ,कभी सुखी पड़ी,
इन आंखों अब में चुभती हे तेरी हँसी ।
जलता है रोम-रोम तेरी उन झूठी-मीठी बातों से,
वफ़ा तो दूर,हमदर्दी दे गया होता,
सच न सही, झूठ तो नही बोल गया होता:
पर चोरी तुने की और फस मैं गया ।


my mail to bhai on his 26th birthday (simple, sweet ?)
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it is not in the days,months or years we live
those live, who live in their deeds
count not the hrs those have passed
wait for the moments that are to come
cry not for the wounds that are healed
rather heal with the tears of love for those who need you
laugh not with a heavy heart for stupidities in the past
it was worth for what it was,
louder u laugh in heart with happiness with ur present
give not that for which u are unexpected
surrender all that u have n the way u are
take not what u want
accept what u are given as love ,respect,n trust
feel not what the 5 senses demand
experience the eternal peace of mind,in union with the ALMIGHTY

bhai's response (complex, canny??)
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one does not understand ordinarily,
even has doubts due to experiences otherwise.
circumspect, cautious and fearful too
to accept the blessing one has found.
ever aware of the limits of distance and time,
and transient nature of all seen and felt.
seeks approbation from others learned and less
what one knows in heart is for certain.
one bounces off and back again and again
from joy and apprehension inexplicable.
disbelieves the worth of what is received
the receiver and even the generous giver.

only when one finds a one as you,
one knows for sure what has one found