Tuesday, 16 May 2017


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.

Thursday, 27 April 2017


Yeh jo toote rishton ka gehra zakham hai,
Yeh tera karam hai ya mera karam hai,
Jo mana maine khud ko tera mehram hai,
Yeh mera dharam hai ya tera dharam hai,
Jo teri yaadon ka surkh marham hai,
Yeh tera vehem hai ya mera vehem hai,
Jo in fati ungliyon ki darkaar hai,
Woh mera adhikaar hai ya tera adhikaar hai,
Jo mere kaano mein gunjti teri hasi ki aawaaz hai,
Yeh meri namaaz hai ya teri namaaz hai,
Karvatein badalti aur siskiyan leti jo yeh gehri raat hai,
Kya yahi tere aur mere pyaar ki aukaat hai,
Jo in haathon ki nafzon se dil tak ka raasta hai,
Kya usse bhi maheen tera mujhse raabta hai?

Sunday, 23 April 2017

Ek Shaks

Jahan main dekhun wahan bas tera hi aks hai,
Us gehre aks mein khojta tujhe ek shaks hai,
Ek shaks jo tujhse bohot pyaar karta hai,
Jiska dil bas tere deedar se hi bharta hai,
Teri yaad mein yeh dil khaali ho jaata hai,
Par teri ek muskaan se khile bagh ka maali ho jaata hai,
Teri har guzarish ye ab pehle se zyada maanta hai,
Bas waise hi jeena chahta hai, jaise tu usko jaanta hai,
Kabhi palkhein bhi chil jaati hain khare paani se,
Par yeh zindagi aaj bhi gulzar hai teri meri kahani se,
Raat ki karvatein, kamar aur aankh dono ko dard deti hai,
Lekin sab bhool jaata hai yeh sharir, jab ek jhapki bhi tera darsh deti hai,
Sapne mein bhi haathon ke aangan mein tujhe bharne ko jee chahta hai,
Main kin shabdon mein bayan karun wo chain, jo mujhe tab aata hai,
Aaj bhi dil mein kaabiz hai har wo khushi,  jo maine tujhse payi hai,
Tune chand, tara, nadi, parvat ban kar, meri yeh srishti jannat banai hai.

Thursday, 13 April 2017


Why do people want us to change?
Why do the things we like to pursue, to some people look strange?
When we do what we feel is right,
And our loved ones don't share the same sight,
They say we have broken their trust,
Is the definition of trust, doing things which they feel right is a must?
No, trust means to believe in the ability of someone,
To give them your hand of support, when they have none,
There is no definition of right to which two people agree,
All you need to do is trust the person and set them free,
Let them live the life they wish to,
Be it falling in love or being part of an aircrew,
Because the ones who are free to pursue their dreams,
Are the only ones who can reach the extremes.

Tuesday, 28 March 2017

Yours Or Mine

The love that resides within each heart,
We seem to own it ourselves from the very start,
But if it is our love that thrives,
Why do we love doing things that the other person likes,
How do your habits and routine so easily change,
When even a small adjustment was so hard to arrange.
It is actually their love that lives within you,
Transforms your soul, making it fresh and new,
If you feel touched by someone's sufferings, it is their kindness,
If you stand firm for anything correct, it is their rightness,
That is why it's said that hearts get exchanged,
Or a part of you in me, forever gets arranged.