Tuesday, June 28, 2016

दीदार



उसके दीदार से
बेजान पथरों में भी
कोंपले फूट निकल आती हैं

लहजे ए नूर की कसम
टूटे पत्तों से भी
अाफताब के दिन निकल आते हैं

अशफ़ाक ए इश्क की क्या कहें
लहू भी दरिया बन
अश्क बहाने लगती हैं

अब्र को अब चैन कहां
फ़साने भी
आशमाँ बारसाने लगते हैं

Saturday, June 25, 2016

WHILE IN TOGETHERNESS



When you fasten 
a threaded hole 
Along the longer bolt,
Make sure you give
The right friction
Rotating the nut
Keeping its groove entact
And
Forget not to lubricate it nicely
In case to unwind the future
When oxides takes to blisters;
With much lust about something
That kept on compressing


While in togetherness

Thursday, June 23, 2016

OTHER END



When no  munificent dream
Could spread my richness at night
I will truce my fulfillment, vagrant
to the other side of the moon

When no dark blood
Could peeve thickness to my wound
I will gain one more war, 
to shine my sword from the other end

FINGER PRINTS



When cold wind
Gushes through the pore
I shiver down my neck
To breed one more familiarity;
And stamping my fingers
Across the walls of my staircase 
I brood down the stairs 
Lest, when the building will crumble down some day 
Majority will guess the age of the house
Searching the marks of my finger prints 

WHEELS GOES ROLLING BY


How is it that 
when whistle comes from the kitchen cooker
the bogies of empty stomach 
gets attached to one another 
in a family
And
There is no vacuum cut
As the wheels goes rolling by

LOVING BIRD



Your cloud of 
dense hoary eyebrow, have
opened up a clear eye space
While pupil of my black eyes
Flutter like a loving bird


Raining drops from my teary eyes 

PHANTOM HANDS

 

A long phantom hand held my head
And kept on pushing through the pillow 
While I was pressing the thoughts by my eyes and nose

It was semi dark, when angled arm took its shape
Taking no clue of what and why
The hand severed itself from the body sloth
And charged the head clutching my hairs 

It was booty of old wisdom 
That kept me awake the whole of night
And the phantom hands took to spade


To unearth the richness from my grey cells