Someone Gone…Someone Lost

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***Being in Love is surely a blessing only if both the partners are in unison, if one happens to leave the other…the life of the one left behind becomes a curse***

Gone is the soul I love so dear

Gone is the voice I long to hear

Gone is the face I want to see

Gone all the things that belonged to me

The Phoenix

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***The struggle within and tussle outside withers the soul extracting the enthusiasm to move ahead. The result, life lags motivation & comes to stand still and moment by moment it becomes hard to stay afloat***

Wake up O’ Soul

Arise from the slumber

Liberate that thrust

Let loose the encumber

Re-kindle that fire

So eager and curious

Spread those wings & flutter

And experience the brilliance

एक रात, कुछ सपने...और मैं (Ek Raat, Kuch Sapne...aur Main)

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इक रात लिए मैं...अपने सपनो को

यूँ निकल पड़ा फिर...लेकर अपनों को

वो ख्वाब ही थे जो...मेरे थे अपने

कुछ नए पुराने...जाने अनजाने

An Undying Dream. . .

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***The battle between the heart and the mind continues – the former wants to nurture and care for innumerable desires that arise, the later being judgemental dismiss them all ***

The thoughts provoke

And heart reflects

On the million desires

That lay behest

Wrong Number

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***Just for a light reading, a comical incident woven in verses***

Tring – Tring, Tring – Tring, rang the phone

Tring – Tring, Tring – Tring, again he moaned

Tring – Tring, Tring – Tring, mustering all the courage

Tring – Tring, Tring – Tring, louder he roared

Coming to School

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***Out of the blue I found this poem written on a piece of a paper hidden in one of the old book. This poem was written a long time back, during those good old days. It does sound a bit primitive at some places, still I haven’t changed anything about it and have reproduced it ‘as is’ here.***

What purpose does coming to school serve

Answering this is nothing but aching ones nerve

Certain misnomers coming to my mind

But they just play seek and hide

~ गुलदस्ता-ए-ग़ज़ल (Guldasta-e-Ghazal) / Bouquet-of-Ghazal~

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~~~ Ghazal in Hindi ~~~

कोई कैसे बताये उन्हें इन नादानियों का सबब क्या है

लरजते लबों की बुदबुदाहट का असरार-ए-अदब क्या है

नज़रे मुंतज़िर है हरसू लिए हसरत-ए-दीदार-ए-यार की

वह पूछते है साहब-ए-हुज़ूर ये दिल-ए-मुज़्तरिब क्या है

~ दिल और ख़्वाब (Dil aur Khwaab) / Heart & Dreams ~

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***The dreams we see and the desires we aspire are always special to us. The fear of them getting lost amidst the realities of the outer world always scares us. The scary feeling also emanates from those dreams and desires who firmly feel that the heart remains their only solace for getting saved from extinction in the real world.***

~~~ Poem in Hindi ~~~

कल रात फिर कुछ ख्वाबो ने

कच्ची नींद की चादर हटा कर

दिल के दरवाज़े पर

एक हलकी सी दस्तक दी

O' Conscience

***A prayer to the conscience within to make oneself a better soul to live***

Oh my conscience evolve with my age

Shun all the malice and imbibe all the grace

Banish those emotions impairing heart and soul

Causing all the mess amidst the world so pure

~ Ray of Hope ~

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***Our random thoughts ramble freely devoid of any ‘ifs and buts’ and keep on scaling new heights epitomizing our desires and aspirations. The moment they face the test of reality, the fall and are about to break when the ray of hope help them to stay afloat***

Random thoughts - playful and frolic

Climbing new heights being enthusiastic

Carrying half born DESIRES in their womb

Unaware of the realities so dark so gloom

झोंका हवा का (Jhonka Hawa Ka) / Breeze of Air

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***Our tender heart engulfs within an ocean of memories half forgotten and half sleeping in some deep dark corner. When that gust of wind stirs that dark corner, those memories come alive again and some old forgotten song of love once again start playing in the heart***

~~~ Poem in Hindi ~~~

मदमस्त हवा का झोंका आया

संग अपने कुछ यादे लाया

भूली बिसरी नयी पुरानी

कुछ ऐसी सौगाते लाया

~Together Forever ~

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***The customs and practices of the world are such that these, at times, forbid the union of two loving hearts…the love binds them together but the customs tears them apart. These verses represent the agony of the tearing heart who wants to defy the rules of the world to create a world for themselves ***

When you have no light to guide you

And no one to walk beside you

I’ll come to you O’ dear

I’ll come for you O’ dear

~ Thine Presence. . .~

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***Each one of us has that one soul around us that gives us support and strength to go ahead in life. That invisible and silent support is always there irrespective whether life is going through its spring or autumn. These verses try to acknowledge the presence of that spirit which exists in all spheres of the life***

Nor are you restricted to my feeling

Neither are you restrained to my dreaming

But in every sphere of my life

I find you existing.. I find you existing..

When I am lost not knowing where to go

When I am sad & there’s nothing more to show

When my own so close seems to drift apart

When everything that’s mine gradually depart

Presence of thine spirit gives me enthusiasm

Presence of thine spirit gives me enthusiasm

~ Life is like that. . ~

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***Life is all about the admixture of hope and despair…it is a rose which has that fragrance so divine and also has those thorns which prick so hard. It’s all about holding that string of hope even during the hours of despair. Those who get drowned in the clouds of despair find it hard to rise while those who stay ignited prevail all through...Cause in the end Life is like that only…***

World is a stage

Life is a drama

Full of Puppets, Heroes and Buffoons

Artists, Directors and Clowns

Who act their part

Who play their roles

Some think out of the box

While some roam like robots

~ सरहदें (Sarhadein) / Borders ~

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***God created this beautiful world & human drew lines across it and created territorial Borders. Whenever there is a firing or war at the border the people on the either side of the fence suffer & are killed and along-with them their loved ones, their dreams and their aspirations are also destroyed. In the end whosoever wins but the people on either side of the border lose. These verses represent the pain and anguish of a soul (who is wounded in the firing and is on a deathbed) on seeing the mass destruction caused by the firing at the border***

***ईश्वर ने यह ख़ूबसूरत जहां बनाया और इंसान ने लकीरें खींच कर सरहदे बना दी। जब भी इन सरहदों पे लड़ाई होती है, दोनों तरफ के लोग प्रभावित होते है और मारे जाते है और उनके साथ मारे जाते है उनके संबंधी, उनके सपने और उनकी ख्वाइशें। अंत में चाहे किसी की भी जीत हो, सरहद पे बसने वालो की हमेशा हार होती है। इन पंक्तियों में एक ऐसे ही मनुष्य की आंतरिक स्थिति का वर्णन किया गया है जो गोली-बारी में बुरी तरह से घायल होने के कारण मृत्यु के निकट है और अपने लोगो की मौत और तबाही से आहत है।***

~~~ Poem in Hindi ~~~

निस्तब्ध पड़ा है जिस्म मेरा 

शिथिल सा है साँसों का सिरा

बसता था आँखों में जो कल

निराश्रय स्वप्न वो आज पड़ा

है गुमसुम शांत वीरान खड़ा 

गली का नुक्कड़ और खेड़ा

कल रात से ही चुपचाप सा है

कूचों का झमघट और मेला

~ Death ~

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***Every breath of ours is taken under the shadow of Death...some of us find ourselves so obsessed with the fear of Death as if our obsession can in some way or manner let us escape that truth. There verses try to decipher the universal question "Can one ever escape the Death"***

Can one ever escape the Death

Is the question holding my breath

Answering it seems to be difficult

Especially for those who are so cult

~ गुलदस्ता-ए-ग़ज़ल (Guldasta-e-Ghazal) / Bouquet-of-Ghazal ~

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~~~ Ghazal in Hindi ~~~

फिर लिए जज़्बा-ए-मक़्लूब इश्क़ का कलमा लिख रहा हूँ

तिरे नाम का हर लब्ज़ पिरोकर फ़साना-ए-दिल लिख रहा हूँ

है कश्मकश की तआरुफ़-ए-यार का आग़ाज़ करू किस कदर

गिरह दर गिरह शोख अल्फाज़ो से शान-ए-ग़ज़ल लिख रहा हूँ

कितना मुश्किल है यारो बयां करना किस्सा रंज-ए-इंतज़ार का

हो रहा ये मन बावरा और मैं तिरे इत्तिहाद-ए-पल लिख रहा हूँ