मुवक्किल

ताखे पर रखे
दीया की मद्धम
रोशनी में भी
कभी अपने आप को
देख लिया करते थे
अब तो घर में लगे
हज़ार बेटियों से भी
मन नहीं भरता है
एक फाँक सा कोई उधेड़े है
जिसमे हमशक़्ल  सा दाग
नज़र आता है

कभी चारदीवारी में भी
मिटटी के घर की सोंधी महक
ह्रदय आकाश को चूमती थी
अब तो ताज भी, हम
यादों को दफ़नाने से
दूर रखते हैं

न जाने जिंदगी को
किसकी ऐंठ सी लगी है
अब वापसी में, कब्र
का बहाना
ढूंढते हैं

कभी यूँ ही
जब मन उदास होता है, तो
लहू को पानी की तरह
पी जाते हैं

वही राम, वही रहीम
वही अज़ान, वही एक कीर्तन
मेरे वज़ूद का मुवक्किल है 

चौखट

दरवाजे के चौखट पर
उसके आने की आहट  सुनाई देती है
वर्षों से सूनसान पड़े
अँधेरी कोठरी  में
एक अजीब सी मिठास
की अनुभूति होती है
घरौंदे की नरम मिटटी लिए
नमी आँगन पार करती है
इस अहसास के साथ की
जन्मों का मध्यान्तर
अब प्रवेश पायेगा
और आलिंगन - अश्रुधार लिए
भुत-भविष्य का
मेल कराएगा 

सजा

कभी शान्त हवाओं में

उनकी बातों का जिक्र होगा

तो मुझे भी

एक कफ़न में बाँधकर

उनके पास ले जाना

की

शांति की पहल करने वालों को

जिंदगी नसीब नहीं होती

एक वही घरौंदा है

जिसे परवरिस का दरकार

सांसों से नहीं होती

बल्कि

एक अजीब बेचैनी हवाओं में घुल कर

ता उम्र सजा पाती है

CURSOR TIP

Why with thy cursor tip
you sally my unbidden pain
on my flat monitor screen

Doth not the pixels ooze
Myriad forms of agonizing pain
Blurting, beeping and cracking hard disk

Many are subjected to
Poking fun
Rinding, slashing and cutting the image beneath

Unkempt desire floats
Untidy in appearance, whence
the phantom will show its spirit strong

In occurrence, many balms I procured
Quick heal, Kaspersky and Norton, but
Still my cursor sally my unbidden pain

The Bloom

Shooting stars as anther
dehiscence an opening
In intrinsic beauty
in universal bloom;
unconstrained by any votary of fore
Perpetual and eternal, vagaries
Of burst and bloom;
cryptic and mysterious

Galactic splendour
In every space, prod
An universal gain
Nudging deeper
The essence to savour;
Sweet and nectarine

Every day, beckons light
Every night, lull in respite.
Space breath reality and dreams
to every petal, that it spreads
in bloom, in beauty;
An elixir called life

Froze A Crisp

When there was nobody to pacify me
with their supple hands
I codified my surrounding air
like a clutch, inhaling
the touch of an image
as real as gurgle of my thirst

When memory was suffocating
Wagging its thorny tail
I straitened it
Shearing the end, smooth;
stretching my mouth
as wide as hippopotamus

When you were near
Yet far away, unknown;
I braced my way
With a hiccup
And delayed my steps further
Till the wreath in your hand froze a crisp

A Greenery in my Hand

formless was your
lesser intent
until
I broke down.

From the debris of
biodegradable waste
I conflate your crunchy letters
fending myself with bacterial self
to compost my heart;
Supplanting love
with humus
of my teary eyes,
written by you in untimely haste

and

seeing
the sprout:
A greenery in my hand

Nuptial Knot

I was a visitor, sitting
on the last step
of an open roof top,
casting head glance
On a semi transparent night

In silhouette
There,
I could see
flapping of cloths
that was dangling on the firm ropes
kept to dry;
and
The soft wind was meandering
measuring its bustline;
Tantalizing and tormenting my weak sight

and suddenly
what unfathomable went wrong,
They came to know
about my heathen look;
and
Slowly and silently
A dark cloak enveloped the whole

They were natural lots
playing nuptial knots

What remained, was
but
A pilferage of sweet aroma
wafting the space
Stretching my nostril

Art Is Leaving Me

I wept, feeling
the sight of those ruined stones
– the ancient beauty
that shone out from them
simple, perfect, smiling

-deserted;
marred by the powerful dint of unreal time

Art is leaving me;
I feel it,
inventing the mystery
-pagan virtues;
whose darkness, gave

-fresh dimensions;
lending every surface the quality of depth

Smoothest path looks dangerous;
I feel it,
the awakening of creatures
-passerby;
leading a life of darkness

-the look inimitably enlarged
Art is leaving me.

Cosmic Fringe

Afflatus breath
The clarion cusp, conch
In every muse
Dabbing maverick forth
And helm
The cosmic fringe
No less beautiful
Than the beat of my heart

New Sun

A new sun dawn upon
The darkness of night,
As cuckoo pulls out the voices,
And rooster rocks the sky

Into every unknown venture
We torch our strength
As fear flee on heels
And night drops its tail

A new beginning beckons
Conquering every heights
A new horizon peeps
Azuring the night sky

Broken Nights

How much muscles
I weigh to my understanding
The cure to my bony wish
I always lag behind in opting
An extra beat of my heart

What stands truly as branches
With leaves sucking up light rays
The stretching of handful prayers
I always seluth those parched leaves
That falls down like forgotten waves

Whom are they catching up in flights
In the night of forest gloom
The firebeetles glowing glands
I always keep an extra wing
To fix my broken nights

Tunnel Across

I knew not
Why and what inquest twirled
upon my curvy lips;
By definite orb
a silver clad moon
faded into my distant smile

Long desire
off bear
My longing heart;
By definite act
I swallow
an open heart mine

A measure, lured
More closer on me
to find me tether bound;
By one chord, umbilical
It tunneled across space
Doing away all agony mine

The Eclipse

You balance
A shadow
Imprinted on a wall.
Is it reality, that
Fake truth
Or,
You yourself
Is standing, between
the fake reality
Dangling the eclipse

Dove My Heart

It doves
Solitary heart mine, as
Silver veins – silently
Minister a gleam
With a pound of moon
To every branch of
My listless tree

Peace Mask

Some moments are left, unseen
An upfront to darkness
Pawing it’s feet

These moments
Go awry
Amiss to total peace

Simple ammunition
Minister war
Inside the barrel dark

If ever a handful
Will place a hand
I will mask all eternal peace

Six Feet Dream

All that was listed
On this earth
Was taken away
In a whisk
Floating
Great many ledgers
Into space
Fixing balance
Of a six feet dream

Me, My Companion

He sat
unequivocally
on a chair
like an old companion
With a soft paw
to his feet

Well
A reflex
retreated into uniformity
of my liking
Visible
to my closed eyes

not
long after his vanishing
did I realise
He was me
A dandy
that drew me closer to him

Black Moon

What pain I planted on you
that you hammer my heart
with a force, and
knot my tongue
with deeper silence, within

The more I drip my eyes
Pining your beautiful art
A cold brush,
hinge me
Towards a blank canvas

How I creep
through your barbed wires
that you cut my roots by your sharp nails
and, intrude a war
on my softest part

What pain I gravitate on you
that I find
A black moon, ebbing
An ocean flows
through my cupped hands
On full moon night

Musical Centipede

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

It betide my senses
Like a centipede
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

DREAD

It is revolving
unmindful – the ceiling fan
Wide of wings, poor of air

The florescent bulb
mimicking silver light –
Listless moon expired, and still
flickers

From the bookish pages
grave man – diatribe
living man’s curse

Lazily I watch, unblinking
invisible images
with dry eyes

Here it is – the present
ticking time by the wall clock

A soothing music
is playing from my computer –
the only respite – dread of modern age.
Reminiscent of my childhood
playing earth, water and sky …

Vessel of my Love

See me not outside
The colour of my eyes
See with thine
The depth of my roots
that touches deep down
in a pod of neanut
like a sweet grain, seeding
Vessel of my love

kabhi chune se

Labz thaharne se bacati rahi

Unke sitam se

Aah barasti rahi 

kabhi chune se 

uski mahak udti nahi thi

Ab to pass rahte hue Bhi

Durian kam nahi hoti

Gair to gair 

Apno ka sitam bhi

Sanse todti hai 

Kabhi baton se

Zamana lahrata tha

Ab to chip rahte hue bhi

Aankhe Nam ho jati hai 

Gair to gair 

Apno ne bhi 

Muh pher liya

HEAP OF ASHES

 

Dozens of fairy queen

Dreams me hoary nights

Keeping checked the beat

of my silvery heart

Many strands of silent love

Weave a nest

On the fence of live wire

To glory it's art

Dreams have​

Thousand brushes

Of cool air

To paint it's fair moon 

Many arrows blaze a trail

To my burning heart

Whose heights are measured 

In heap of ashes

ONENESS

When oneness shifts space

on other lands

I look for other Gods

to hinder play my ego,

A more personal place

Is reserved 

with tranquility and peace

Of the mortuary above

GOLDEN DREAM

My memory stretches

like a green sod 

On the surface; lushing past

Like a village farmer 

Getting ready; as brisk

As tilling for his land

With manure, water and sunlight

My memory expands

like azure of the sky

Regaining the first drop

Of the season rain

Sowing seeds

Across the greater expanse

With my village dream

MY SISTER

Very sweet, very naughty,

Very angry but very cute

When she will go away from me.

When she will leave me.

Then that will be the last, when

I will had the smile.

That will become the last moment

When I had ever oned in laugh

She lives in the heart of mine.

She lives in the smile of mine.

She is the only reason in my home to laugh.

She is the only way to cry in my home.

O! God, give this cute sis to all.

O! God, give every brother and sister

to pray to give the sister like mine

NEAR

What is around you

Deep in silence

The whole sky, seems

In meditation

What is this flutter

Blooming around you

The whole garden, awake

In a beautiful dream

What are those steps

Taking long strides

The whole body, seems

Nearing you

GREENERY

 

I stood, spreading

my autumn arms

dry and skinny

Spring came running

hopping and popping

Frolicking

An art of greenery

PILLOW

I get you

weeping my dreams

huddling

far fetched emotions

longer into nights,

A dark ally

huffing heavily

to the depth of my wet pillow

FROM ME TO YOU

I have taken

a beam of your light

all azure

into my inner depth; earlier

when I was groping 

whereabout your 

dark silence

and

It came spontaneously

submerging

a beat of my heart 

worthy of my love 

from me to you

AN INK OF A HEART

I asked:

How you turn

Pages after pages

Writing poem with an ink pen

He said:

I have a breath

of a pen, and

an ink of a heart

LOTUS TO HER FEET

You catapult mountains

towards greater skies 

In your rage.

How far will your stony pellets centrifuge

Along the axis

with gravity and pull;

While the world is

receding away 

In oneness

Lotus to Her feet

with peace and love

A LOOK INTO MY HEART

"What part of you

is the most beautiful",

I asked the rose.

She swayed beautifully

tilting her head towards me

and said,

"Don't you know, 

the beautiful part 

you are searching in, is

Your look into my heart".

TAPERING FIRE

Even those, that

Prime in verbosity

Bind distance

In silence

At the end

Gain you, not

A mercurial mind.

In every momentum

Your being is

Sublimated in space and time

 

Worry not

Your poverty in here

Those of silver spoons

are likened by; seething

of tapering fire 

THE ARK

The ark 

atuned me 

to an ore 

in simple harmonics

surfing an ocean depth, and

Rescued me 

banking 

the last wave 

to an eternal music 

sounding, high

on the fore land 

TWILIGHT

What is it, that

Belie my senses

and still

gives meaning

to my breath, that

Every Nature

wakes up; twilight

wearing vermillion

on it's bright forehead

MY TEACHER

How I wet

my tears

The more it flows

the more I get

a rosary

to my faith, that

A teacher

You were, and

Will ever be

to ply my heart

in you

My father, my mother, my students, my teacher

RESIDUE IN ASH

Thoughtful

I brisk afore

in silence,

as you sublimate

a purpose

in every wobling

of my legs,

in every beat

of my heart

surging in 

a great force

to balance

my deeds;

residue in ash

LOST VISION

Those eyes, that

used to pull me towards you

have lost the vision

in cataract

Now they pull some stones

to fix my eyes, enervating 

Sans any vitality

THE ROAR

No linear thought

Came purring 

my feline lips

in dark of the night

But rambled, down

the dense forest,

my unbecoming

Roaring skies, and

it's aftermath

Kohinoor: A diamond heart

true to a diamond heart 

Kohinoor

in thoughts and deeds 

you fought silent battle 

with disobedience, kind

weaponry of non violence,

milching health

with a glass of goat milk,

reviving the breath of home industry

spinning wheels with a silver yarn,

long strides of satyagraha

never deterred you of imperial force

yet you stilled the batons on their fragile hands,

your greatness found no guilt

with the wrong doers, as 

you handled it with a whiff;

may it be that, the Kohinoor

still gleams on the crown;

Yet, the real glory shines

Kohinoor

in your diamond heart

LEAP

seldom am I blind

when I see you, beyond

my seeing

like a raven 

of the wider world

you flap space and time

seldom I mast

when the distance, nears

your becoming

like a man

I take my strength

thousand feet a leap

ENSLAVED

How

by unmistakable flash

you made me blind

Does your beauty

pride on enslaving 

closed eyelids

out of your presumed beauty, that

when time comes

pales

in a definite wilt

as time trails

leaving a carcass around

STRAIGHT ANGLE

Hunchback,

You take desert storm

by softness of your padded feet, and

ruminate your thoughts

grinning a smile

broadly

undulating in bodily walk;

taking straight angle

striding your four steps

head held high

into a distant upfront

VANISHING SEAFRONT

One that 

fretted away

the waves

of my last breath

into it's vast silence above

was 

the gainsay -

not of denial of life on this earth

but a vast reservoir

taking a kempt

mutely

to my beautiful world

ahead of vanishing seafront 

FLICKER

 

I tailored my shadow

like a shirt

to trim me around

as I find that

the deepest treasure

is found collery in our heart

but

it started opposing the light

from the inside

lurking outside

just touching

where 

it pivoted, and 

dangled to the flicker, at dawn

CITIES BY TRAIN

Wheeling 

cities by train

and

the eyes trolling by

greasing familiarity

with softness -

The talking clouds

and the history

laded into city sky

HIDDEN

The sky was hidden

under the ornamented structures -

long pillars, and hemmed carpets 

the camera was working too

all in flashes and lights

individual or group photos

One more processing is going to be done

under the roof

not of sky, but on the floor of the building

REMINISCENCES

Now that I will be

reaching my home

in the evening

How will I know

by what trudging

I linger my heart 

with a sob -

reminiscences overflowing

daintly flashing

my slouching mood

as whizzing shadow, marks 

forward journey by the train

UNICORN

A generous sprout

sprung from inside

flowering heart mine

rooting petal soft beat

with universal love

peace and grandeur

to this and other worlds -

A unicorn of a rare kind

SIP OF A VOID

If I could wing my ears

to the heights of

your unclout mouth

blaring words after words

I could only deprive myself

of the silence thinnest frond -

the pinna, shooting

from the deepest urge 

of the universal tree, and 

the void taking a sip

all around the space 

RELIEVER

 

O You

the greatest reliever

steal me

through the hushed casket 

of my soul

unburdening the pain and pangs 

from the eerie fear 

of the darkest night 

WHEREABOUT

How will I peel

the air 

and

Savour the silence within

How will I grow

my time

and

Comb my age without

How will I round

the space 

and

Cusp the perimeter within 

How will I count 

the beads of rosary

and 

Whisper your whereabouts

BICKER MY HEART

How slovenly

You bicker my heart 

My mirror gets 

frozen up 

chilling body and mind 

Your beauty, goad 

a distance 

to my eyes

Reversing the picture 

Hung on the wall 

By your age

You frame your beauty

By my years

I deaf and dumb 

the frivolity in you 

SPORT A FOWL

One bantam of love

Sport a fowl

goading me 

with uneven pain 

When night ascend

pacing like a snail 

Darkness hawk the wound

like stillbirth 

Misery side alone 

laming into frozen moments 

Love is sanctified, buried

into holy ashes 

SEVEN SUNS

I never knew

Who am I

until I lost in you 

I was deaf

Until your voice, instilled

Silence inside me

I never enquired

Your whereabouts

Until the illusion mazed me out 

I was blind

Until your vision

Chariotted me to seven Suns

DIG

Shovel a handful earth over me

by the cut of your hand,

as I know not the working of my grave;

the moment I die 

it hitches a dig on me 

Paint a sky over my head 

by the brush of blue blood,

as I know not the colour of heaven;

the moment I dab an empty canvas

silence press on me  

Take my heart round a trip 

listless I stand caged inside 

as I know not the flutter of the wings;

the moment I peep from the nest 

dark night prey on me 

ETERNAL WISH

 

How I count ripples 

of thy parting waves 

the sea of which had

dried a long ago 

How I minch my words 

from my frozen mouth 

partaking an eternal separation

in momentous freeze 

How I live on to you

Very slovenly, 

it tinge my heart 

whenever soft breeze falls over me

How could I undeed 

my past time

it hanker 

in my eternal wish 

HOLD

The life 

that I hold 

I hold it with my breath;

aftermath,

my earthy pride 

vanishes

luring all vastness 

into my little hands 

invisibile to myself 

yet 

a gossamer on the grass and bushes

swaying on my little mound; and

cobwebs 

floating in the air 

ROOTED ETERNITY

You pod 

a husk

out of my silence

Yet,

I germinate

An eternity

in your 

rooted depth

AS GOLDEN AS DEAD

All sledging of my thoughts

nip my silence within 

Not that I target the bunch 

of my reflection towards the horizon

But to understand the beat

that climb mountains of imagery 

inside my palpitating heart

and still feel left behind 

in the heat of fire and flesh 

as I turn my head to cemetery

as golden as dead 

LAUGH AN AIR

I left nothing

of myself

to gain you

in my imagery

Yet you mirror a dust

to my blurry eyes.

What pleasure accrue

on you, that

by wiff of my breath 

you laugh an air

out of my sky

paap ka posak

kaun se paap ka posak 

hun mai 

mrityu tanz kasti hai 

munder par kaak ki tarah

kiska sarmaya hun

fan me zahar lapete huye 

Is larzis e thand mein

Ruh kaapti hai

Kaun se shabdon ko 

Kanth me siharte ho 

Juban akatya nila Hai 

Aur phuphkarte ho 

kaho na

kaho na

kaho na man ki baat

Ki stabdh Hai koi

Jirah karne ke liye

 

kaho na 

kaho na bharbharai aankho se

Ki roshani jati hai

kaha Suni hone ke baad 

Kaho na

Kaho na lahron ki unchai se

Ki duboti kasti see 

Manzhi ka nishaan mitata hai koi 

Kaho na

Kaho na aasman se 

Ki namaaz ada karte waqt

Meri sans ko kabr me mahfuj rakhana

Kaho na

Kaho na jamane ke paiband vichaaron see 

Ki phate puraane jism me 

Paajeb rakhata hun khanan abhi she's hai

Ek mul hai

Jo saswat hai

bandhan ke us paar

Sampurn aalingan mein 

Vasibhut hun uske 

Maun viraat liye

Aakaar vistaar liye

saumya sahriday sajal netr 

 

Khula aakash

Pankh aur parwaaj

Wahi hai

Charam utkarsh liye 

Rundhati hai jivan ki sacchai

Kahin milna, kahin bichurna

Garibi hai jo bhichati hai 

Laghu viraam liye 

GIFT

 

Hearty hands 

Take compassion and empathy

By our hearts, and

Take luster by their eyes

Few choosen 

Come with a rainbow 

When the hearts beat

With silvery passion of a gift

HOLD

The life 

that I hold 

I hold it with my breath;

aftermath,

my earthy pride 

vanishes

luring all vastness 

into my little hands 

invisibile to myself 

yet 

a gossamer on the grass and bushes

swaying on my little mound; and

cobwebs 

floating in the air 

AS GOLDEN AS DEAD

All sledging of my thoughts

nip my silence within 

Not that I target the bunch 

of my reflection towards the horizon

But to understand the beat

that climb mountains of imagery 

inside my palpitating heart

and still feel left behind 

in the heat of fire and flesh 

as I turn my head to cemetery

as golden as dead 

LAUGH AN AIR

I left nothing

of myself

to gain you

in my imagery

Yet you mirror a dust

to my blurry eyes.

What pleasure accrue

on you, that

by wiff of my breath 

you laugh an air

out of my sky

DEEPER MEANING

There is a silent whisper

Whizzing past the road

in an overarched night 

Along its subdued branches 

Houses are asleep

Dreaming cot and quilt

While journey never sleeps

along the curved roads

Thoughts gain extra milage

Wheeling towards home 

A deeper meaning erupts

Gripping Nature's call

HUFF OF MEANING

 

A little array of thoughts

Bogie me like a train

Wheeling on my breath

For the purpose undefined

I chatter my heart

Full of compartments

Slovenly looking outside of Window

At the overcast skies

My words are mere words

An unknown spectator 

Lure me towards it's becoming

Towards crumpled wishes and huff of it's meaning

AN ASSAULT

It accured on me 

dearth of its

feelings

And

I was no more me, towards

The lack of which

It made a well -

to draw a bucket

full of unruly moments

Bashing my existence 

A SHORE AFAR

What is this, mushrooming

Rising up in the sky

Darkening the clouds -

Did we injected anger, jealousy ...

Poisoning Nature with our

ill begotten wits;

Eclipsing the hearts of

Sun and moons

Even the thunder stills 

in the wake of fear 

Even the nights look for salvage.

Someone cups his face with both hands

drooping his head down 

taking a huff of meaning -

a shore afar

A YARD

How little I live

to jade a meaning 

out of this short life

Every time I see

Mystical alluring of the senses 

A slight tinge dwarf my pain 

Many occasions pass 

Looking straight to skies

Every stars wait sentry to its calling

I may not be able to attend 

The making of my own cemetery

But will take a deaf furthering forward

How little I know

the measure of vastness 

Not a length comes out of its darkness

How limit, accords;

to wane my thoughts

How little it becomes of a yard 

INTO THE HANDS OF ALIENS

If Aliens would land, and

take Earth's languages

by wiff of his understanding 

A cognitive pejorative will storm

All text on earthy parchments -

What papyrus did to ancients

A computer tab is doing to us now.

Let us benign ourselves 

Not to avow our assertiveness -

The Sinecure, but

To warmly let the breeze 

Take its own course:

A fresh understanding

A new shoot, pecking

The gentle romance 

Of a full grown tree

Rusciating life 

In our torn humanity

By our deeds; needless

To handover the whip

Into the hands of Aliens.

THE GAME OF LIFE

On every step

Life season a will 

To plough earth -

Burning hay in the field

as manure,

to chaff as fodder; and

A new seedling to sow 

A new life to begin 

Many occasions pass 

Tiding the rise and fall

Ticking the seconds away -

Cracking feet on pavements

as a bowl to beg,

to feed his family; and

Rummy the game of life

To win a grave; alas.

LEAP

To every stairs, that

Rises high

I leap my steps, towards -

Where my legs transform 

into wings 

Nesting inside the silent chirp 

of the wandering clouds 

Where the mountains, crave

Holding high its head 

Where purity unfurl its wings 

Where the thunder is mollified

While reciprocating on Earth

deterrents sloth 

Tugging their feet along 

SIDE BY SIDE

And  when tyres would

take wounds 

by the double piercing nails 

Along the rough road

My heart would sink, deeper 

Down the heaven's well 

How could I serve a ride

to my newly bride 

if she could not sit on cycle's top tube.

Puzzling along the way, all barefooted

Towards mending my thoughts

As to keep wife by my side, and

To tuck the bicycle handle to the other side.

Stitching love, side by side

To bit-byte ROM

Every alphabet came, cursive

to my writing

On a blank page

Flitting on a golden nib

It was your thoughts of yore, that

Plunged me deep

into the inner recess of my heart

and, never let it down

Till I bleed.

How come not everybody, today

is not enamoured by the love of

Ink and pen.

All bit-byte their ROM, volatile.

FLICKER

All your flicker, that

played,

burning on me

was borrowed a part from me,

And

melted

into a dense clouds.

I never was blind

to your customery faith

As you bid me

in a go

पुरानी बात

कभी पुरानी बातों से
गाँव की चौपाल पर
शुनहरी शाम ढ़लती  थी 
अन्दाज चहकते थे 
राजा रानी के किस्से गढे जाते  थे 
पक्छी कलरव करती घर लौटती थी
बच्चे कोतुहल तकते थे 
दादी अम्मी को बुलाती थी
दादा जमघट लगाये  बैठते थे
बीच se आवाज तुतलाती थी 
फिर  भी  बूढे , बच्चे  थे
मन के सच्चे  थे

अब न जाने ऐसा  कैसे  हुआ
शाम तनहाई सी लगती है
आँखों में पेट्रोल का धुआं  लगता है
चंगादर कफन  ऊडाते  हैं 
maa वहाँ रोती है
दादा निर्जीव सा  टिलीविजन का  कान  ऐंठते हैं
सभी दूबके हुये नज़र आते हैं 
घर फासलों  में घिरा  हुआ
मौत की दुरी नापता है
गुहार  भी शोरगुल  में  बंधी
बित्ते  से खुन के धब्बे  नापती  है 

कभी  पुरानी बातों  से ...

BLENDING

 

Of the dream

that entered opening the door

Least that was said -

The more

It came with bigger imagery

Sweetest in steps

Nothing that was 

To say by my tongue

The marvelous desire overpowering -

It came ethereal in steps

enveloping 

Whole of my being 

I mingled 

The blending of my soul 

In every vein of mine -

Assured of my defeat 

I tucked away my body from my 'self'

And plunged deep into dream space 

HOLD SOFTLY

Hold softly 

The pen of your hand

Might it not 

By flinging stones towards me -

The blizzard of which

Will surely wreck my heart.

I have proven my 'self'

With the softest petals 

That spread in bloom 

A little harser, and

It will wilt

I WILL NOT HUM

I will not hum 

the buzz spreading around;

but will take

a guff in the air 

of my futility

and mark 

one crater to my name -

The much that remains

of the depth hauling inside

a gravity on me

More darker will I paint

the colour of my cosmos

and will plunge deep 

towards the oblivion 

of my nihilistic end

I will not hum.

A TOP ON MY HEAD

 

I have layered my wishes

into the silence of your cosmic eyes

And you feel the burning

like an old star

I had a cosmic redezvous 

with your untrodden land 

And fathomless 

You mast your head upright

I have every reason to feel my own 

into your distant skies 

And you recede, whirling 

A top on my head

SANS NAILCUTTER

Not a nail of rich's fingers

are wasted

enameled with gold

And

The poor, tan and toil

their dusty horns

Like a nail

in their coffin -

As silence begins

to settle its uselessness

in the end;

Sans any nailcutter

DISTANT TRANCE

There grows a tree 

with verdant leaves, and

luscious fruits

on a higher altitude

Spacious and vast 

Spreading its own, rooting

its eyes

Towards the light of the skies;

While a cool breeze, lazily

Saunter across its branches -

Whisperings of the distant land;

Mellow in voice 

NIGHT SPIDER

How the thoughts, sticks

Like a gossamer 

in the air

How flimsy are

The long voices, that

Never reach our silence 

How entangled are

The entity of a being

That twist and turn our existence 

How colourful are

The paintings on the walls, that

Paint inverse pictures into our eyes

How I not

Web my feet 

Like a night spider 

DREAM-DEPTH

 

What dream-depth 

Will I explore into your eyes

That sees, so blindly

with my naked sight

I am a reliever

Of my own binding, until

I am fettered bound 

To your dark beauty 

What blinks by your eyes

Settle a trust with me, that

You will nod an accord by my faith

What dream-depth

Stays alive 

Neither I find you, nor I keep by self back

FIXED

It was dark frenzy night

In the dense forest -

Canopy of wilderness;

From in here

Long standing trees

were shifting ghost 

leaves by leaves,

Sipping silently

The rustle of dead words.

And

Holding my breath 

I stood fixed

Like a dead man

To find myself 

Half part human, and 

Half part denizen

FLOWER TO FLOWER

The passing of a train

in rhythmic motion 

Flap wings like a butterfly

Boogie on swift flight - wheels;

Where an elysium ends

at the station 

in bonding relationship 

Meeting our near and dear ones, stationed

Flower to flower

ज़िद

एक ज़िद ने
मेरी आवाज को
काफिर बना दिया
वरना हरेक  खुरदरे अहसास पर
मेरी जूबां को  तस्सल्ली
मिलती थी
कि
बेजुबानी की लागत
अपनों से होती है

हरेक लम्हों को पीरो कर
देखा था
कहीं  मिट्टी से
उसकी शुगंध ना चली जाये
कम्बकख्त
हवा ऐसी  चली
कि
शोरगुल हुआ

और शब्द बेमानी हो गई

DARK EARS

I cared not

of the sounds 

around

many hearings, but

On a bigger ear

protruding its

Dark ears

into space

CASKET

What is that carving

into higher space

invisible to my eyes 

The moment I squeeze 

a reason for its presence 

A hollow band of thousand thoughts 

Get me nowhere

I paint dark pixels 

of my unbecoming 

Putting stress on my painting brush 

What is that shriek

From the upper skies

Taking chance to my naked pain 

The moment I touch 

Body part mine

A longer howl, rip

Across an empty space 

I avail nothing 

of my longing, but

A casket of my unproven worth

INVISIBLE RAY

You have thousand minds

to play by your head;

I have but one caged heart

to play by my silent beat 

 

You have many occasions

to revel in your happiness;

I have but one sad moment

to bid adieu my life

You have many hued palette

to paint the skies;

I have but an invisible ray

to welcome my vicissitudes 

ROLLING EYES

How very silently, stone
Sits by the side of a road
Giving space to its vision; vastness
Rolling around all the spaces. Where
Threes grow besides
Human wants wheel on steps
Mother clutch her childres on the pavement
Where
The cry dry tears on her cheeks
A silent stone sharpens its wit
Sitting lonely, encompassing all

with it's rolling eyes

SELF

Every mirror

is a self reflection of you

Mar it not, by

thinking over it 

As you can not touch

the reality, but

only could take an image of yourself

Delve deep

towards the focal point

of your inner being and

Rest assured, that

Which will speak

Will speak your 'self'

UNTOLD MYSTERY

Dust laden greenery, planted

on a divider of the busy road, smiles;

with every honk of the whizzing wheels

Roots are fenced

by contrete and steel

That tar you along

with long and curvy roads

And you pause a smile from afar

Laughing at the buzzing traffic signals

Every shoot from the industrial chimney

Paint your face black.

Wilted, you crunch a smile

Till corporation truck 

Muck you far away on a stinking hill

How you shovel 

Your earthy smile

Towards a broader space somewhere

into the sky

It rained -

An untold mystery to me

SILENCE ERUPTS

As I grow old day by day

I find myself nearer to you.

All relationship have a following -

Either by remembrance 

of who I was, or

Who I am 

Taking curvy lips 

Towards the horizon 

As I measure the worth of my words, toothless;

Towards your unflinching love

A silence erupts

Towards its vanishing act.

I find no more of myself

But you, powering me a space

GESTURE YOUR LOVE

Wave your hands

into the stillness of night skies

Taking gesture by silent love 

Not everything is predestined -

Some of the times

Stars shoot into your eyes;

Some of the time

Beauty take a plunge

There is a slight reversal of perception

Doting infirmities of my body and soul,

I wish 

if it could strike, lighter;

To blaze thousand Suns

into my heart

in this cold and dark universe

WARMTH

Fold in me 

the gulping of your words

How 

in its silent redressal 

have taken a whole of me

Earlier 

I was barren of feelings;

You came umbilical

nestling me 

your warmth

SYRIA

You have killed a child
- a bomb splintered head

I'm lost

Speak not, speak not
I am dead -
My child is no more

I'm, I am not

Speak not, speak not
I am you, my child
We will together
Play a kiss of heaven

You have killed a child
my brother -
Let peace beseech on you

Speak not, speak not
my happiness with me

I'm, I am not

VISIONARY LIPS

I took counsel

of my breath

to measure my life an inch forward

A little smile, came

chirping on my lips -

Whole space verdant

Clasping hands to my greenery

All my vision

And, all my freedom

ROBOTIC HOLI

 

Let zillion coloured pixels

Be the cynosure of your rainbow loving eyes

Artificially tended, and yet not that cold

To play igloo of our intelligence

In the flowing warmth of bits and bytes -

The first arctic of our askimo's love

From Asimo to Sophia 

Let those bereft pauper 

Get one gift of a robotic kiss 

That when they get the chance to reflect back

Won't regret the love, that poured evenly 

To match the human warmth, that 

We have presently forgotten 

in our torn life of killings and hatred

Let us all be smitten by Robotic love

Let our millennium goal of singularity

of body and mind be of Artificial intelligence

That drew a mark with "Deep Blue" 

Where with dexterity will weave 

A cocoon of golden future forward for the whole humanity

Sans all slavery, and suffrage to all marginalized

Giving purity, peace and pace 

A joy of many hued hearts - Happy Holi!

HEAL

Poetry is a sacred Journey

of the heart

Loosen your noose 

from time and space 

giving wings to your unbound passion 

Never grudge against.

Heal 

Healing others.

CASKET OF MY WISHES

How mutely you wishper;

treasuring passion 

by your silvery light

beaming straight to my heart

Never I felt alone

in your fortnightly waning 

Knowing that

By every shadowy eclipse

You will come by -

all your richness in full moon

Filling casket of my wishes 

WILL

My curly dreams, got lost

in a glorious upheaval 

turning my heart

Virulent black -

a scathing attack

of an uneven kind

beading me a knots of wriggling,

and,

Painting pain

Twist by twist

with the force of a long will

WEAVE AND WEAR

Weaving a crest of -

my upper thoughts

I banked

Assured of its a

Hills and heights

And went dungeon deep 

like a trough - deeper

To enquire

if there is a valley of roots 

where 

I can paint my sky 

A prussian blue

with a brush of my willing heart 

Threading all that is to weave and wear

A ROAR WITH ME

It was much
that was left out of tiger skin
to our valient spirit
Why, I understand not
The sprinting air
is betting a roar with me

It was much
that was getting overburdened
to our free spirit
Why, I understand not
The fire still flickers

on a burning pyre

TUNNELLING MY SPACE

The bird of my eyes, blinks

Flutter heights 

towards a single sky - above.

Wish I could get through this bounding;

tunnelling my space - through 

and, meet

Face to face -

An unblinking eternity

I LOOSEN MY HEART

 

Silence is more than

the working of a heart

It has a cosmic beat

of an even kind

Taking galaxies by its drum, and

Stars shooting like a drummer

Where dreams feed 

Where wonton I loosen my heart

in total submission -

flowing in peace and traquility 

BLINKERS FOR AN EYE

What is there to see

but by blinkers of an eye

By one ounce of your slavery

You have treaded me hoof after hoof 

My gallop was winged 

Till you clipped me bleeding

What is there for a sky

that by fate

You fettered my legs

to reason me in your clouds

My all was birthing somewhere

Till you vanquished my pride