The Quest

Dreamy dreamy eyes,
Tell me - 
Where do I find Thee?

In the winds or the sky,
In Thy love or their pride,
In running water or a device.
As they say,
I will know someday.
The bells would ring,
And the piano will play.

I look for You,
And I know You're there.
I wish to hold Your hand,
Walk a mile;
Forget the worries,
Feel the life juvenile.

A kiss of soul,
A touch of air;
A breeze of aura,
And every prayer - 
Will complete my quest,
Will heal the despair.
I look for You,
I look around.
Dreamy dreamy eyes,
Tell me - Where do I find Thee?

Aane Wala Pal

Apni is choti si duniya se aaj udne ko jee chahta hai.
Kisi mukaam par pahuch ke chahkne ko ji chahta hai.
Pehli baar is dil ko toofan ka kauf nahi;
Ab to bus baadlon paar pankh failaane ko jee chahta hai.


Baarish ki is tip-tip ne aaj dil ko pighlaya hai.
Phoolon se tapakte motiyon ne dard ko sehlaya hai.
Pehli baar hawao mein sirhan mehsoos ki hai;
Jaisi kisi ki awaaz ne lambi neend se jagaya hai.


Aane waale pal se jude mere umeedon ka silsila hai,
Chahaton aur hasraton ki lehron ka jaljala hai.
Waqt ne dhadkan ko jaise thaam liya ho,
Nazron ke saamne chal raha meri aarzuon ka kaafila hai.

Mommy!

My life holds a purpose,
My eyes see the direction;
If it hadn't been you mom,
I would have never known perfection!


Our laugh in rhythm, sighs in sync, 
Your support in all the hardship;
If it hadn't been you mom,
I would have never known friendship!


I see colors in grays,
Sparkle where treasures have gone dusty;
If it hadn't been you mom,
I would have never known beauty!


You have showered your share of life,
You have blessed me when God has ignored;
I have survived on your breath,
Your unconditional love makes me feel so adored!


Funny it is when I pause to ponder,
Why am I falling short of poetic words, I wonder!
Perhaps there are no words to describe a mother's heart,
Her love, her touch - all a gesture of art!


An imperfect me with my tender experiences,
You still hug me like I am your little princess;
Oceans away and you sense my smile, my tears and agony,
You are my angel on earth! I love you so much! I miss you, mommy!

Aitbaar

Khamkhan ulagh pade,

Khayal-e-guftugu mein;

Har guzarish mukammal ho,

Ab zindagi guzre isi aarzu mein.

  

Izhaar ke intezaar mein waqt ne dum tod diya;

Lamha guzar gaya, umeed ne saath chor diya.

Har dastaq pe lage, bahar-e-bulaawa hai;

Ye ishq ki awaaz nahi, suroor hai, dhoka hai!

Aalim bani hu main,

Ab tujhe sikhana hai-

Is raah par chal deewane,

Iraad-e-koshish mein;

Kismat jo bhi aziyat de,

Aitbaar rakh mohabbat mein.

Ye Safar

Har safar mein humsafar ho,
Ye zaroori to nahi;
Kuch raaste akele hi chalo,
Manzilein door hi sahi. 


Raah mein takra jayega koi na koi;
Muskurayega shayad,
Ya phir dekhega bhi nahi.


Tum nirash na hona,
Har dil reham-o-karam nahi.
Tumhare dil mein pyar beshumar ho,
Baatne waala bereham hi sahi.


Haan ye sach hai ki is baat mein koi chingari nahi;
Par wo dil-e-jazbaat hi kya,
Jo bhadke dum bhar,
Par taa-umra roshan nahi.


Dil ke har khayal ko yun na jhuthlana,
Unmein pyar chupa hai kahin na kahin.
Unke saaye mein jannat-e-sukoonat hai;
Phir mera arz jhootha hi sahi.

Feelings In Conversation

It's been a long time,
I want to see you now.
Before your memories sublime,
I want to meet you somehow.


Didn't I touch your heart enough?
Didn't I interest you much?
Or you don't like wooing,
You just like to play it tough!


I should not call it love,
Neither lust nor infatuation;
But I am under a spell,
As if I gulped down a magic potion!


I tried all, I tried hard;
I behave no different than a retard.
I beg angles, I plead to Universe,
In front of the mirror, I stand and rehearse!


Or should I just take care of myself,
Forget you as a sweet dream.
It would surely not work on itself,
Atleast I won't hurt my self-esteem.


If I do so, I will feel like a loser,
But it's no different than to aimlessly loiter.
My heartbeats echo, they sound so confused.
My wisdom betrayed me, my senses have fused.


As the poem ends, I realize where I'm heading;
Amazing is the effect, as if someone is guiding.
Angels tell me I waste my time here,
This time, its the devils I want to adhere.


When have I listened to anything nice,
To make something worthwhile outta my life.
You're the motivation behind my thoughts;
Tasteless they would have been, you add the spice!

It 's Not A Prayer!!

It has to be the way I want it,
Or it should better not happen;
You force me to like it,
My hatred would strengthen!


I want to argue,
Fight, bite and spat;
I never withdrew,
But I never asked for something like that!


Tired of negotiating,
My spirit is losing it;
Life is calling,
I keep snoozing it!


You call it a phase,
Or undeserving, unfortunate delays;
But I know those signs;
They will take me to haunted highways!


I want all of it to come together,
One encounter and its all over;
I would love to fight,
But I do have a desire to rejoice!


Give me a break,
I wish to heave a sigh of relief;
I know You are there and listening,
And it is not a dumb belief!


A ruthless soul hath no beauty,
Shower your love, the world is thirsty;
My pleads turning into poems,
Show me a miracle before they get dusty!

One More Chance

Tripping and fumbling,

I looked for the way;

Intoxicated by the moonlight,

I stopped by the doorway.

The evening was long,

The night looked promising;

Couldn't think of a song,

My thoughts were tingling. 

I saw him and I paused,

The moment truly deserved applause;

We did not speak much,

Were too far for a handshake or a touch.

Like a seductive Broadway set,

His eyes were too intriguing to forget;

Every look made me feel,

I am sitting by the beach, watching the sunset.

Very momentary, like a fragrant breeze,

The night deceived me;

Incidents were not destined,

As I thought they might be.

A deep desire for one more chance,

Will not let it go;

A game to my conscience,

Will allow romance to set the flow.

So many times, in our lives,

We miss one chance, wish it twice;

We believe in all the lies,

Such is the game of love, lust and disguise.

Life's Like That

When everything seems perfect,
I tend to forget I am not the subject.


My tender heart attempts to fly high in the sky,
Poor thing, doesn't know it has no wings.


I sit here thinking, life is in my grip now,
Funny! Every time it is I who has to bow.


If only one could predict happenings,
I swear, life is not full of stings.


Going gets tough when people become rough,

Perhaps for them love alone was never enough.


I turn around to see all that I have achieved,

That's the only moment I feel relieved.


Today I live on my own,
In His kingdom, for my throne.
More is to come, as a warrior I foresee,
Wishing to perceive all the wars with their beauty.


One-man's army, I still dare to live it,
Don't care if I'll be a total misfit.
With no pattern, no format,
Can't help! Life's like that!