सोमवार, अक्टूबर 15, 2012

A Thought

There is no wine
If Grapes are not pressed...
No perfume
If flowers are not crushed...
If you feel any pressure in life...
It means GOD is bringing the best out of you !!

शुक्रवार, अक्टूबर 05, 2012

मेरा बिस्तर

एक परित्यक्त और एकांत अजीरा
बन गया है बिस्तर मेरा
जो कभी क्रीड़ास्थल था
आज बन्दी गृह बन गया है मेरा
बाध्य हो गया हूँ मैं
तुम्हारे सान्निध्य से
या की तुम्हारे अभाव से

अब अकेला ही पसरा हूँ
अपने ख्यालों के साथ
संवेदिक स्मरणशक्ति
प्रयत्न करती है
तुम्हे फिर जिलाने को
अवयव उलझे,
कुंचित, आश्वासक हैं
शायद मैं भी धीरे धीरे
खो जाऊं निद्रा में
और खो जाऊं
महत्वाकांशी स्वप्न नगरी में
वापस तुम्हारे पास...
सज़ा ये है की नींद छीन ली दोनों की आँखों से
खता ये है की हम दोनों ने मिलकर ख़वाब देखा था...

कोई न आया

दिल की दरी पर
गुज़र गई सियाह रात
नज़रों की मचान पर
भटकते रहे बीते साये
मेरे दामन में कोई
सितारे भरने नहीं आया
मेरी उलझी जिन्दगी को
कोई समझने नहीं आया
कितने मौसम बीत गए
कितने त्यौहार चले गए
मेरे जज़्बात की मुंडेरों पर
कोई लौ न रोशन करने आया ...

मैं

मैं अपने दिल का राजा हूँ
मेरी अपनी रवानी है
भले जज़्बात हों न हूँ
फिर भी एक कहानी है
बात इतनी सी है के बस
दिल में आग है मेरे
और आँखों में पानी है...

मुझे

मुझे हर ज़ख्म को मुस्कान से सीना नहीं आया
मैं मरना चाहता था पर मुझे जीना नहीं आया
मेरी और तेरी जिंदगी में बस फर्क इतना है
मुझे कहना नहीं आया तुझे सुनना नहीं आया...

समझा रहा हूँ तुझे

मेरा जज्बाती तजुर्बा है बतला रहा हूँ तुझे
वो जो दिल खो गया था जब, अब दिखला रहा हूँ तुझे
बिछड के अब, दोनों से जिया जाये कैसे ?
जो कभी खुद ही न समझा, क्यों समझा रहा हूँ तुझे ??

मंगलवार, अक्टूबर 02, 2012

अभी भी संभल जा ऐ दिल मेरे

अभी भी संभल जा ऐ दिल मेरे
उसको याद न कर जिसने आना नहीं
उसके आने की तू आस न कर
तेरा दर्द जिसने मिटाना नहीं
थपेड़े खा न तू उन तूफानों के
दिल में प्यार जिन्होंने जगाना नहीं
न कर बर्बाद इन्तेज़ार के पलों को अपने
उसने तेरे दिल का कुंडा खडकाना नहीं
जिसे याद करता है ये मेरा दिल
उसने कभी पास आना नहीं
अभी भी संभल जा ऐ दिल मेरे...

अंजाम

मेरे सर पर मुहब्बत करने का इलज़ाम होता है
भरी दुनिया में मेरा इश्क ही बदनाम होता है
मेरे दिल में तेरी यादों का एक दीवान होता है
ज़माने भर में मेरा चर्चा बस अब आम होता है
बा-इज्ज़त मेरा मारना भी न बर्दाश्त होता है
जो मुझको प्यार करता है वही सरनाम होता है
मुहब्बत ये सोच कर की थी के जीतूंगा मैं बाज़ी पर
मुझे खुद को नहीं मालूम क्यों दिल नाकाम होता है
जिंदगी दिन-बा-दिन मेरी बिगड़ती जा रही है पर
तेरे से बात करके दिन में कुछ आराम होता है
भरोसा था मुझे जिनपर धोखा दे गए वो ही
अब विश्वास का मेरे यही अंजाम होता है ...

Deep down in my heart I'm still dying to give

There once was a day I dying to live
That same day I was dying to breathe
Deep down in my heart I'm still dying to give
In that same way I'd die to receive

There are many things that we'd like to possess
But that one thing we all want is love
Everyone has that someone they'd love to impress
And I've learned that love comes with a shove

It takes you by surprise and explodes upon impact
Then it blasts you straight off to cloud nine
That thing you once doubted you accept as a fact
In your world all the stars will align

And this warm vibrant feeling you're dying to find
Now you search for that key to your heart
You don't know where to look and you're feeling so blind
Maybe they've been quite close from the start

We're all dying to have that one person to hold
That one star to come down from the sky
You've been searching for something more precious then gold
Maybe that one true love is nearby

I'm in too deep...

You're not with me,
You're my demise
But with these eyes
I can finally see…

You can't deceive,
I still believe
In demon kings
And fairy wings,
In all these little things…

Dragging me down,
Pull me into the ocean
So I will drown…
Down, down, down…

I need someone to rely on,
A shoulder I can cry on,
But they're all just cheap,
And I'm in too deep...

Do I Love You ?

When I’m not talking to you,
I’m thinking of you.

When you’re away,
I’m hurting inside for you.

Heart sinking,
Belly aching,
Mind numbing,
Hurt for you.

Do I miss you ?


When I’m talking to you,
I’m thinking of us.

When you’re with me I come alive.

Heart beating,
Belly flying,
Mind racing,
Alive for you.

Do I love you?

शुक्रवार, सितंबर 14, 2012

ख्वाबों में कहीं

खोया रहा मैं,
सवालों में कहीं
गुम हूँ मैं,
आसमानो में कहीं
सैकड़ों कारवां गुज़र  गए
निगाहों से मेरी
पर डूबा रहा मैं
ख्वाबों में कहीं

ख्वाहिशों का सैलाब कुछ और ही था
जब उम्मीदों का दिया रोशन था
करवाटो में ही पलट गया हो
कई सदियों का फासला कहीं
सैकड़ों कारवां गुज़र  गए
निगाहों से मेरी
पर डूबा रहा मैं
ख्वाबों में कहीं

खुद को पाने की जूस्तजू में 'निर्जन'
निकला था इस सफ़र पे मैं 
लौट ना पाया अब तक मुसाफिर
खोया रहा बीती यादों में कहीं
सैकड़ों कारवां गुज़र  गए
निगाहों से मेरी
पर डूबा रहा मैं
ख्वाबों में कहीं

गुरुवार, अगस्त 30, 2012

For Me Love is ....


Love is Aroused
Love is Adoration
Love is Avid
Love is Adult
Love is Autoerotic
Love is Antiseptic
Love is Beautiful
Love is Blue
Love is Care
Love is Caress
Love is Coquettish
Love is Captivating

Love is 'Deep'
Love is Desire

Love is Dare
Love is Eternal
Love is Erotic
Love is Excite
Love is Fondle
Love is Flirtatious
Love is Forever
Love is Gamey
Love is Gold
Love is Gamy
Love is Hot
Love is Horny
Love is Highly Sexed
Love is Happiness
Love is Hunger
Love is Intimate
Love is Infected
Love is Immature
Love is Irreplaceable
Love is Joined
Love is Jazz
Love is Juicy
Love is Kept
Love is Kisses
Love is Lascivious
Love is Lustre
Love is Lustful
Love is Lubricious
Love is Leering
Love is Leering
Love is Lecherous
Love is Luscious
Love is Lewd
Love is Libidinous
Love is Magical
Love is Mature
Love is Natural
Love is Naughty
Love is Nude
Love is Overpowering
Love is Oversexed
Love is Open
Love is Orgiastic
Love is Precious
Love is Prurient
Love is Penetration
Love is Pornographic
Love is Purple
Love is Predicate
Love is Provocative
Love is Quaint
Love is Quiet
Love is Quirky
Love is Quiver
Love is Rare
Love is Racy
Love is Ruttish
Love is Randy
Love is Red Hot
Love is Raunchy
Love is Risque
Love is Stroke
Love is Satisfaction
Love is Sin
Love is Sexual
Love is Salacious
Love is Septic
Love is Spicy
Love is Sexy
Love is Sexed
Love is Steamy
Love is Shared
Love is Starve
Love is Truth
Love is Toothsome
Love is Titillating
Love is Thirst
Love is Unconditional
Love is Unify
Love is Undying
Love is Undress
Love is Upbeat
Love is Understanding
Love is Valued
Love is Valentine
Love is Vixon
Love is Voluptuous
Love is Vivacious
Love is Wind
Love is Want
Love is Warmth
Love is XXXXXX
Love is Yours
Love is Young
Love is Yearning
Love is Zealous
Love is Zatch
Love is Zazzy
Love is Zonked
Love is Zappy
Love is Zany
Love is Zesty

What is Love?


What is love I ask, for I'm not sure if you know,
Love to me is something beautiful, but its very difficult to show.
What is love if not a clichè between two people?
Do you really love them as you say you do?
What if you're up there, on the steeple?

You tell them you love them,
But you say that to everyone.
You tell me the same,
But I know you're a lying dame.

Do you give a care,
To those who would even dare?
Dare to love you each and every day,
As I would, even when I lay?

The difference between you and I,
Is that I simply don't lie.
I know who I love and that is truth,
So here is your chance, to be a genuine sleuth.

Does your heart flutter when they step into the room?
Do you feel as if you have to talk to them?
Is the urge strong enough to make you swoon?
Do you think about them each and every day?
Do they make you feel special in every possible way?

When you tell them you love them do you really mean it?
Do you tell them so much they actually conceive it?
What happens when they tell you they love you too?
What do you think, you might do?

Would you hold them close and whisper quietly,
Would they return the embrace?
Do you kiss them lightly?
Which makes me realize I've picked on you,
Only asking about how you feel, which makes me wonder... Do they really love you too?

Do they kiss you gently and hold you dear,
Do they promise they'll always be near?
Will they trust and adore you until the end?
How many moments with you will they decide to spend?

How do they show how they've been blessed,
Do they cup your face, despite your protest?
Do they smile when they see you looking at their face,
Do they make the effort for the two of you to stay, in the same place?

Do they get the shivers when you kiss their cheek,
Would they give you the same thing, even if you hadn't seen each other in weeks?
Can they give you what I can without hurting you like a miserable wretch?
What can they do but hurt you, and make your heart rench?

So I ask you again, what is love? And who disserves yours?

गुरुवार, अगस्त 23, 2012

What is a poem?

What is a poem?
It's but a dream
A wish
A love
A hope
A poem is but a thought

What is a poet?
They are but a dreamer
A thinker
A feeler
A lover
A poet is but a watcher

What is a dream?
It's but a secret future
A hidden thought
A need
A want
A dream is but an emotion

What is this world?
It's but a world of dreamers
A world of lovers
A world of poets
A world of emotion
All this is but a poem...

Hold me now

Hold me now
Please don't let me go
I have waited so long
And I think that you know

It's like a dream
A dream I have dreamed many times
Holding you in my arms
Knowing that you are alive

I was so tired of longing
And now you are here
But you may need to go soon
That is my greatest fear

It could be a few minutes
It might be for days
It could be years
Or seconds away

So just hold me close
Near to your heart
Even a few moments with you
May just be enough

मंगलवार, अगस्त 21, 2012

I Want You to Fuck Me

I realized i failed at being erotic, so i wrote this monstrosity to be more blunt, yet quite amusing, not vulgar like it had the potential to become.

I don't need artistic and stylish words
To tell you that I want you to fuck me
I mean, dammit, you should know
You're fucking sexy, sensual and juicy
And I can't help but want you
Just hold me down and fuck me
As much as you want
Just one look at you
Makes me aroused than I can bear
I'll lock myself in my room
And take care of it myself
Though it's your responsibility
Gone and made me wet?
I'll let it slide this time
But, whether you like it or not,
Someday, I'll get you
And I'll fuck you and I guarantee
You'll never forget it

My Autobiography

I Lie down
Close my eyes.
And see you
Your face
Your eyes
Your nose
Your lips
Your tongue
Your cheek
But you aren't really there.

I again tried
Close my eyes.
And see you
Your body
Your boobs
Your nipples
Your stomach
Your belly button
Your thighs
Your buttocks
Your pussy
Your feet
But you really aren't there.

I have a knack
Sometimes
Occasionally
For figuring people out.
And you
And me
Are meant to be together.

How can I explain?

Once,
I thought that you were there.
I couldn't feel your body
Or anything fun like that.
But I could feel
You.
You know what I mean.

You're one of those people who can feel things, too.

I haven't put much thought into this poem.
It's been
Few minutes
Since I've started writing.
It's not
Pretty
Artistic
Stylish
Or
Freakishly Amazing.

This is not Dante's Inferno.
It is not written to be beautiful.
It is just the truth.
The naked truth of my life.
This
is not
A story.

It's an Autobiography.

I'm telling you exactly how it is,
What I've seen.

Because I know that you can see it, too.

My Heart

Somebody ask me
Whats wrong ?
So I can pour out my heart
That has been ever so accustomed to swell up

Why shouldn't it?
I've worn it on my sleeve for too long

For it is bloody and bruised 
And has been through too much
And its worn and torn
And has made me tough
Love has tangled itself up
In this mess of my swelling heart
And I couldn't ask for anything more
For this love is whats keeping me sane at any given moment
And this love, its so strong I just can't let it go
This exspression of overflowing emotion 
Has become too much
People around me don't think I'm so tough
For they see my heart fading
My pulse going out
Its finally all gotten to be too much