Friday, 10 November 2017

Mujh Sarika

Kadam jab har pal chale jaanib-e-yaar,
Tab dil ko bhi kahan aata hai karar,
Har samt ab uska hi saya hai,
Hawa mein jaise ghul jaati har kaya hai,
Par jaanta hai dil ki yeh saya hakikat nahi hai,
Yeh ishq shayad aaj bhi mukammal nahi hai,
Kabhi aag ki chadar hai, kabhi kaanch ka raasta,
Humne sada dard se mehfuz rakha hai, ishq mein apna vaasta,
Ab ek chor par main hun, dusre chor pe khuda,
Tune mohabbat se kiya, main tujhse ho gaya judaa,
Dosti ka aaj bhi ek hi tarika hai,
Mila de usse jo mujhse zyada, mujh sarika hai.

Tuesday, 15 August 2017

Zindagi

Soch jahan pichad gayi, zindagi wahan ujad gayi,
Chale the jis raah pe, woh manzil se hi bichad gayi,
Daayron mein jo simat gayi, zindagi wahan theher gayi,
Jab hawa ko kuch pal roka, ban sailab barsa ke keher gayi,
Bhakti mein jo lag gayi, zindagi wahan jhuk gayi,
Sab darr tyag kar maan liya jo khud ko apna bhagwaan, de kar woh hazaar sukh gayi,
Ghadi ki suiyon ke piche jo daudi, zindagi wahan tham gayi,
Apni marzi se aaye nahi, apni marzi se jee to le, kya yeh bhi kam nahi,
Paison ke piche jo bhaga, zindagi wahan sharm gayi,
Apni soch kar zindagi guzaar do, kya daulat de kar tujhe yahi karm gayi,
Khud ko dekha jab aaine mein, to zindagi jaise bikhar gayi,
Kaanch to abhi bhi thos tha, par mere bhitar ki dararein nikhar gayi.

Wednesday, 19 July 2017

Tere Liye

Ek haath ka faasla tha, haath milane ke liye,
Tune do kadam aur piche le liye, har vasl mitane ke liye,
Lamhe kuch nadaan the, bohot kuch samjhane ke liye,
Tera achanak chale jaana kaafi tha, unhe mohabbat sikhane ke liye,
Ek pyala kaafi lagta tha, har gham mitane ke liye,
Aaj maikhana bhi itrata hai, mera saath nibhane ke liye,
Duniya kehti hai dil mein dard chahiye kuch likhne ke liye,
Maine to qasiide padh daale teri raah mein bichne ke liye,
Ek samay tha, jab waqt tha daud lagane ke liye,
Ab to suiyan bhi itrati hai, ek kadam badhane ke liye,
Kagaz ki kashti to banti hai doob jaane ke liye,
Humein to kisi ne paani me dhakel diya, khud ko paar lagane ke liye,
Paani se beh gaye, kuch tu kuch main jiske liye,
Wo ishq kya thi khata kuch mere liye kuch tere liye.

Sunday, 16 July 2017

Kahani

Harf dar harf ek kahani tujhe sunani hai,
Kisi ke khwabon mein lipti yeh daastaan purani hai,
Yeh meri nahi, lamhon ke muntazar kuch lamhon ki zubani hai,
Kisi ke vaadon mein uljhi,
Kisi ke suraj mein phigli,
Kisi ke pairon mein kuchli,
Kisi ke haathon se phisli,
Is daastaan ko shayad ruhaniyat naseeb na thi,
Chahe jaisa hota anjaam, mujhe aarzo-e-rakeeb na thi,
Ek nao jaise bina maanjhi ke thi,
Ek shajar ki sukhi shakhaein jaise bina aandhi ke thi,
Vasl ki raat jo laaye, aisi har shaam begaani thi,
Is raja ki siyasat bhi bina apni rani ke thi,
Aur kahani tujhe kya sunau, jab koi kahani hi na thi.

Tuesday, 16 May 2017

Emptiness

I feel so lonely,
To the extent of being in an exile,
This world seems like a turmoil,
Love being ejected from its roots and soil,
Or is it just my life I wonder,
That has no rains but thunder,
I discover something new in the roof each night,
Shamelessly looking at it with lights shining bright,
The fan looks like the paper windmill,
Which we gazed for hours in childhood, for time to kill,
The tick of the clock sounds like a roar,
As the heart fails to hear the vows you swore,
I slept like a baby hearing your voice,
But now these sleepless nights have no choice,
As I gaze at the roof, living your memories to rejoice.

Sunday, 14 May 2017

Mother's Day

The tension taker,
The peace maker,
The crying machine,
Ambassador of mission clean,
The smartphone enthusiast,
Storyteller of the past,
The kitty party goer,
The terrace garden grower,
The colour matching agent,
The God worshipping patient,
The daily soap fan,
Newsroom of the clan,
The money saving manager,
The stressed out passenger,
The dry fruit supplier,
The sale shopping buyer,
Knows to love like no other,
Is also the world's best mother.

Sunday, 7 May 2017

Best Friend

For whom each word in this life is penned,
Is the love of my life and also my best friend,
The friend who taught me to love myself,
The one who always placed me above herself,
With whom I cracked​ the silliest of jokes,
And loved being called one of the idiotic folks,
The friend with whom I played like a child,
And my making funny faces, she always made sure that I smiled,
With whom I shared the memories of my father,
And who more often than not, acted like my mother,
The one who always made me reach the shore,
Whenever my lonely boat was stuck in the sea roar,
The friend has now hung her boots,
And the friendship lies scattered and unearthed from its roots.