Thursday, August 31, 2017

कोपलें



सहस्त्र हांथों से
दूलार पाती
कोपलें आसमां चूमतीं हैं
वज़ीफा ए ऐतबार का,
ज़ुबान लब चूमती हैं

उनकी आँखों में
पनाहगार की सुरत देखो
कितनी हरियाली लाती है
सराबोर करती है,
रहमत ख़ुदाई की

ज़र्रा ज़र्रा खिल उठता है
उसकी ज़ारदोजी के हुनर से
टिमटिमाते हैं फ़रिश्ते
नए जोश से
नदियों और पहाड़ों पर

सहस्त्र हांथों से
दूलार पाती
कोपलें आसमां चूमती हैं
वज़ीफा ए ऐतबार का
फक्र ए ऐतमाद पाती हैं

Wednesday, August 30, 2017

आशना

क़फ़से ज़िस्म में
एक हुनर परोस; वरना
न जाने किस दर से
पैगाम ए आजादी की इत्र
आसमां में घुल जाएगी

एक बानगी है
दिल का आशना होना
वरना आसमां में लहराने को
एक कफ़न शेष रह जाएगी

एक क़तरा लहू का
न जाने कितने इंद्रधनुष तारेगा
आसमां तो आसमां
परिन्दा भी पिंजरे से पंख मारेगा


क़फ़से = Cage
आशना = Friend 

Tuesday, August 22, 2017

बित्ता भर ज्ञान



साल उठती है, भग्नता
खंड खंड
वक्ष स्थल के भाल पर

एक दरिद्रता, दमित है
अक्षर असंख्य लिए
लेखनी को जप्त करती
आह हज़ार लिए

आकार टटोलती, जिव्हा
वक्र है
बरगत के डंठल की तरह

एक नाप का फर्क है
बित्ता भर ज्ञान में
कुछ ही गज का फासला है
सहर और शहरयार में

PS -
सहर = Pain of the night
शहरयार = Friend of the dawn

Friday, August 18, 2017

ज़िन्दा तालाब



ग़ुम सुम सा है, कोई;
लब्ज़ सीले हुए
यथार्थ यही है
अनगिनत राह लिए

नूर की शबब, कोई
आग बरसाता है यहाँ
अम्बर में
कोई फ़रियाद लिए

ज़मीं पे अब, और
क्या रखा है
एक पानी है
ज़िन्दा तालाब लिए



Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Nabh geet



Koyal ki kuk
Madhur nabh geet
Unmukt, avikal dhaar

Kalrav karte megh malhaar
Dhamniyon ka dhamniyon se milan
Avichal, adig chitiz aur wo pyar

Lam bandh ho
Ki dharti kare pukar
Kya niras rahe manushya ke vichaar!

Seat par juta

Seat par juta
Aur jhangari  ka chabh
Kya kahen bacchoon ke kwab

Selfie ka surur
Aur balon aur galon par
Unglion ke touchscreen

Bulandi aawaz me, agar;
To lauh sabdroz hoti
Train ke isharon par

Rohan ka akele
Kano par takrir likhna
Gum sum mobile par taktaki lagaye

Now, you take
One photo like this:
Sister Ganita

Sister Mudita ka khel
Samay ko
Indradhnus ka nishan

Sattu ka roti
Sprite ke saath
Kya kahen bacchoon ke kwab

Library me ek ghanta
Kitabon ke bich
Lahren marti angrai jaise

Pulse ke saath
Bitata samay
Jibh ke sez se

Saalte hain jab

Saalte hain jab
Labon par tanhai ki kasak,
Uski bandagi mein
Ab din gujarte hain

Us sama ko kya kahe
Jiski aag,
Lalten ki chimni se
Nasib paati hai

Bahut dekh li
Zamane ki berukhi,
Ab to saikil sawaar ko bhi
Motorcycle ki aawaz azib lagti hai

Kaun kahta hai, ki
College mein class nahi hoti,
Zate waqt bhi, Loyola Hall se
Tak tak ki aawaz sunai deti hai

Mante hai enayat unki hai, par
Zab lagti hai
Fine gairhaziri ki,
Attendance sheet lahuluhan ho jati hai

Raushani se raushan rahe
Dua ka taz pahan,
Parisar me basti hai jiski mahak,
Wo, raat ki Rani hai

ENAYAT


Reham khuda, Reham
ki pagal man
Gali, baazar mein
Tere nazar ka didar liye
Disa pukare

Hosiyari mein bhi
Khanzar ki aawaz aati hai
Khudaya, reham kar;
Mere kis gunah ki khata liye
Zanaja ko meri, pheri karoge

There pyar ki kasak mein
O Khudaya;
Hansi bhi, kabhi
Aansu chalkaye jati hai.
Paresaan Hun apne aap se, ki
Pass hote huye bhi
Nazar, dhund chupaye rahati hai

Raham Khudaya, raham
Masiha ki enayat kar de

MORE THAN LOVE



Your portrait have
All the colours
of my deep eyes; then
How my sight is 
Getting blurry
In loving you
More than
Into my inner world

MORNING TEA



Stir me inside
like a whirling galaxy
In a morning tea cup
Churning butter
out of the milky way

How the sky is all blue, and not
Green and verdant
Whose fertility, compass
All areas of intoxicating land
With a morning chirp all around

Steer me towards
The land of my silent dream
That have essence of my love
With you that I fill my joy
Will you that I sip my tea

HEART IN BLUE


When reason was meagre
To attend; faith
Upheld the roots
In an upturned look

Wisdom came 
Breaching nothing, but
A compartment in space
A heart unilocular

When reason tested red
On litmus paper
Wisdom came
Enlivening​ the heart in blue

SEEK



Take refuge in deep senses within
Crossing over birth and death

Take restive poise in your world
Caving in the reins of your mind

Take wind and heat toiling your path
Shine your goal passing beyond sorrow

Take a child into​ the cosmic womb
Dwelling a cry inside your heart 

Take heed losing not your path, as
that which I seek, he seeks into our heart

DEEPEST POINT



Hundred scripts, unfathomable
Engrave inside my crinckle heart
The oozings of certain despair
In abounding desolation
of the setting sun
The west crimson, far; and
The deepest point of the dead sea
All forlorn
As a host of invisible guest
or, the
Muted musk of the spotted deer

Inking


Inking globular clouds
Silvery vein
Cracking up a laugh

LAUGH OF HEAVENLY MEN



No soul
talks to a soul
But
with a silence
of thousand tongues
Stearing
along an eternal void
Rubbing
the edges of time
An invisible path, agape;
Utterly
incomprehensible
The laugh of heavenly men
A cleft
gapping it apart

सन्नाटा



एक अजीब सन्नाटा है
चन्द गज ज़मीन लिये

चन्दन की ढ़ेर पर
लाश की महक फैलती नजर आती है

अस्थी कलश की आड़ में
पिंजर ही मात्र शेष है

सुबकते हुये लमहे
लूटते नज़र आते हैं

NEW BEGINNING


An unknown voice
Creaked in
through
the cracked walls
of my chambered heart
Predestined
a new sprouting
Creeping up the sunlight
Emanating a deeper urge
Deep down
to augur my wants
for a new beginning

A CHIRP ROLLED ON MY LIPS



Nature ballooned
a lovely chirp
doting my heart
It wove
a fabric in space
Interlacing my beat
And fluttered
an ethereal joy
Nay to the other world
Skies rained heavenly
My golden droplets
Rainbow to my heart
A chirp rolled on my lips
Pecking my heart


Aves to my veins

BOOT A GAME


Dare not touch
an elusive truth
that beguile
an eternal charm
Repeatedly vamping
to boot a game
out of me; lost
at the end
under the murky earth, and
definite silence

IRON PILLAR


You have rustic beauty
of an iron ore
That tells the time
Of your demise
Time and again
In your old age
Yet,
Not all are 
An iron pillar
In front of the Kutub Minar

ALL MY SPACE



How you shoved
a mound
On my flesh
and
Plowed yourself, planting
Seed 
Twinkling the skies;
Don't you know
the lyre
the music of my broken heart.
It will play
All my string 
To bid you all my space

INK OF HEAVEN



The number 48
That give a touch to my age, presently;
gives eleven dig
at my heart
Not for the wages, that
I have earned in between
But
The wages that will be notified
with the ink of heaven
In well over hundred registers


and more

PASSION FOR YOU



How far will you
take me
Towards thy end;
Shall not 
a single life
Be a bait to thy beat

How long will you
play me
An organ timelessly;
Shall not
a single tone 
Be enough to fathom thee along

How I wish
I were you, and
Be a guide 
to thy every passion
Rolling multiverse 
In every breath of my take

BEAUTY: FOUR MOONS WIDE


 
I bait 
your sweetest voice
with my elephant ears
flapping like an oar
and gurgle 
your beauty
Four moons wide
Through parched lips
In my fastest run 
to an oceanic heart 

LOST SOUL



A long robotic arm
Came floating in my dream
Knowing not from where
In a slur of an indistinct moment
Pulling me to his auto car 
Showing the plight of modern man
Begging the long lost soul 
Of our great great grandfathers
By whose one lullaby
I used to sleep my nights
Snoring flowers and silent deeds

HAMMER MY HEART



It never hammered me
to beat my heart willingly
But your single blow
Drew  a cut
to my shadow
And was bleeding profusely

MUSICAL CENTRIPEDE



Rolling a quixotic move
I saw the moving wheels
of vehicles on the busy road

It betide my senses
Like a centripede
Sounding flat on the screeching tar

A predatory mass
In a longer journey to prey
distant lands with animated legs

One by one
It obeyed traffic rules
Pausing, respecting the game of laws

I jerked myself from the seat
To offbear my muscle
And let mistrel crawl multi legged into my veins

SUPPLE PAST


How you draw meaning
out of the dark space,
As I mark curved lines
Pointing my upper finger

How you fathom deep
an ocean of pain,
As I scuffle my tears
Through the desert sand

How you wear my lonely hour
shadowing yours,
As I shed skins
From my supple past

GERMINATION



How you mirror 
An image 
into mine
Every time, I
Stand before you
Rooted in  thoughts
A new sapling, germinate
In greenery 
of my dreams

TURN BY TURN



All lonely
By street light
You come by dint 
of your deep silence
afar, at night
The Walk of a heavy heart;
Where am I going
with heavy steps
While the dogs bark, and
The roads takes a turn
Looping turn by turn

PORTRAIT



How you wear
happy moments into your eyes
Did I spare 
A part of mine
To nurture your beauty in

How you paint
rainbow to your canvas
Did I imparted
A brush of my heart
To hue your beauty in

How you fancy
the art of mine
Did I lost 
A part of my portrait
To gain you through

ROOF


A little chance, dwelth
On his little frame
To till the land; 
With no strength left
As in his youthful years
That drove the spirit 
With strength of a spade
And now, with wife
by his side, old and infirm
In a mud house, and thached roof
They counted, both
The years left, and the yellowing
of their thached straw

BLIND LOOK



Your devotion was
Worth the denomination
For the crowning faith;
Yet I hunger my heart
With my begging bowl
Panning space with a blind look

CREST A DREAM



She would not lament
The last song of the day, that
Streak through the slender branches
of dark forest
Humming deep
The twilight of the setting Sun
Where its tiny beak
Crest a dream, nesting
A golden tomorrow


In her frothing heart

SIMMERING MY HEART



I know not
What silent beat 
You prod me, inside;
Yet I go on doing
The deed 
of an unknown

I know not
What colour 
I paint you, inside;
Yet I go on painting
The canvas


Simmering my heart

CHORD


Many a times
I feel your near about
Umbelical to vast space;
When all that, which
Grip on me here
Loosen me towards
An unknown chord

FROM WITHIN



There was a small ripple
On the ocean surface, and
I kept on seeing, nothing
Far off the distant land; and
A little later
The water spumes from within
Spreading towards the edges
An ocean mirage
A horizon lifting up
Lifting up
Many miles into the sky

ANOTHER WORLD AROUND



Body shudder
by the touch of invisible hands
Feasting on senses,
Ministering the need
by wakeful alliance

Not wholly
the dread passes by itself;
Million bounded souls, serf
Inside pocketed universe
A fob chained to time

How long an ocean wave
Will go on trooping parallel
Its painful crest and trough;
One of gainful heart, awaits
Trouping another world around

BLACK GOLD



A dark window, gleamed
from without, and
looked askance
at the murky sky
Adrift with melancholy;
Mirroring pain of far images

What annoyance
You growl at me
As you gravel
panning precious
an ounce of your black gold
invisible, with two large hands

MY LOVING MOTHER



You come
Softly
by your feeble steps
to the side of my bed
partialy blind - an old age eyesight
and spread your thin fingers
on whole body mine
to feel
her aged son, little and so wide
with your delicate hands

Didn't you know
How you have been
Caring to me
from birth till,
I knew how to well up my tears
remembering
Love and kindness
Deeply; that you poured on me

Aged frailty
Sag your skin now
Weak hands take rest
Still,
I see you carving your son
Touching one part to his face
one part to his nose
Is that
How you count breath for your son's longevity
or, to gasp your last puff

RAKE OF MUNICIPALITY



Of the mortals, that die
Like a crow
A black death before its full youth:
An immortal and mystical touch
of supine crow
facing upward, lifeless
stiff
The talons of the sky
the harrow of the fallow land
conspire
In pure exaltation, that
Life, alas
has been seeded away from here
covenant to God and demigods;
Electrocuted by the current
running live; high
On the field wire,
Or,
On the pavement headed by a pole
Or,
On the busy streets; waiting
The rake of municipality

GENETIC VIABILITY



Genetic viability, kept
A common evolutionary ground
for us humans
to mutate and breed
our paired bases
Otherwise why of
Watson and Crick,
Dolly sheep and transgenic mouse.
Away from creationist and geocentrics

Mapping of genes, did
A common forum for inquisitives
to prune our parts
Weeding unwanted off
from our longer code
Otherwise why for
Robotics and AI
Bionic legs and pacemaker.
Away from navel parts and world turtle

तृप्त आत्मा


हर रोज की तरह
यह सोच कर मैं
सब्जी मण्डी गया, कि
आज भी मुझे
तीस रुपये किलो
बासी, कठोर, लम्बी सी
भिन्डी की सब्जी
टोकरीवाली से खरीदनी पड़ेगी
मैंने पुछा:
भिन्डी कैसे किलो दीजियेगा
उसने शांत लहज़े में कहा:
ले लीजिए, बस बीस रुपये किलो है
यह सोच कर की
जरूर कोई न कोई बात है
वरना कौन बीस रुपये में भिन्डी देता है -
वही बासी, कठोर, अधिक लम्बी सी
मन मार कर
अनचाहे मन से मैंने एक भिन्डी को
उसकी टोकरी से निकाला,
परखने के लिए कि
रोज की तरह वह वैसी तो नहीं;
लो यह क्या -
पैसे भी कम और भिन्डी भी ताज़ी ताज़ी सी
छोटी, हरी, लचकदार
एक मुस्कराहट लब पर
आकर बैठ गई -
आज तो मैं घर पर
जी भर के भिन्डी की भुजिया का स्वाद लूंगा
छोटी, पतली रोटी के साथ खाऊंगा
मैंने उस वृद्धा के आन्तरिक मुस्कान को
भाँप लिया था
जिसने इतने कम दाम में
स्वतंत्रता पूर्वक
मेरी आत्मा को तृप्त किया था
जय माँ, जय भारत!

Friday, August 4, 2017

कब्र की आवाज़



अनकहे - हे रे मन
जोड़

परास्त हो रही
आंखियों से
जोड़
विह्वल मन को

भटकते हुए को
हूनर सीखा
की यहाँ ग़ैर, से
ग़ैर है जिंदगी;
अपनो की भी
मचलती धार है, यहाँ

कहीं ले चल, वहाँ
अनकहे - सूत्रधार में
की
अब तो जीवन की भार
काँटों पर खेलती है

अनकहे - हे रे मन
सुन
कब्र की आवाज़
कौन यहाँ, रोता है
मरने के बाद