Yeh Jeevan Hai

Yeh zindagi kabhi ek phoolon ka baag hai,
Kabhi kisi ke sapno ko jhulsaati huyi aag hai,
Kabhi kisi ke dil mein bajta pyaar ka madhur raag hai,
Yeh humein sikha jaati hai kayi anokhi kahaniyan,
Kabhi cheen leti hai to kabhi wapas de jaati hai jawaniyan.

Bachpan iski di huyi ek anuthi saugaat hai,
Aur maa ki mamta humare sar par rakhe ishwar ke hi haath hain.

Pyaar jeevan ka diya sabse bada inaam hai,
Jise na mil paya uska jeevan sabse aam hai,
Lekin jiska ishwar manzoor kar deta hai pyaar,
Uske liye khul jaate hain jaise swarg ke dwaar,
Wo jeevan ke saare sach samajh sakta hai,
Kyuki pyaar se har mushkil ka hal nikal sakta hai,
Zindagi ki har raah aasaan ho jaati hai,
Kyuki pyaar se har insaan ki pukhta pehchan ho jaati hai.

Humara yeh na samajh paana hi humari khala hai,
Ki dhoop mein tapana to jeevan ki ek kala hai,
Kyuki tap kar hi to matke gulzaar hote hain,
Warna chaon mein to lakhon mitti ke pahad hote hain.

Hum iski har seekh ko sitam samajh kar na kehte hain,
Magar is jeevan par mar mitne ko hi to jeena kehte hain.

Life Lesson

We live a life, oblivious of what is life,
It's been taught life goes a full circle,
But we always ought to make it vertical.

While turning the pages of my life I observed,
The first page was written by my mother, not me,
Filled with love and gratitude for the Almighty as she was reborn by my birth,
And with the tales of warmth bestowed on me.

The next page was quite hard to read,
As I had just learnt to write,
But happiness and joy were all one could derive from the pencil shades,
Holding my father's hand, I was beginning to see the world.

As I turn the next page,
Things were given more importance than emotions,
As I got fascinated by the possession of others,
Forgetting the most precious possession, my parents and their unconditional love.

Rest all the pages perceive almost the same emotions,
As we thereby start living a life,
Without the biggest feeling called love,
Only driven by the hunger of success and wealth,
Without being grateful to anyone,
Crushing all those who come in our way,
Miles away from happiness,
Stressed by the targets and results,
Finding joy in luxuries and pleasures,
That usually fades away in seconds.

Why do we humans forget?
Life is only about thanking what we have,
Not about thinking what we don't.

Twilight

My phone kept at a distance, rings an alarm,
Getting up from the couch, I put it off,
And wake up similarly each morning before dawn.
Gazing at the sky I see,
The moon prepares to wind up after a long show,
With the sparkling stars gathered as audiences,
Looking mesmerized by the glowing beauty of the moon.

They go to sleep now as the world awakes,
Making way for the sun to rule its realm,
The newspaper vendors start aiming at the houses again,
As chickens wake up those sleeping without an alarm,
Couples break their hug with a good morning kiss,
Children blinking and rubbing their eyes, believing unfortunately for them that its morning,
The elderly get ready to spend sometime with the Almighty.

Everybody does their morning rituals,
Like a robot being given specific commands,
None gazing at the sky to find the lost moon,
None worried about the white bulbs or stars of the universe,
Or anyone being grateful to the sun for being so punctual effortlessly.

We forget that its us who follow them, not they,
A change in their schedule marks a change in ours too,
The soothing light of the moon only makes things appear more beautiful that ever,
Our bond with the sun teaches a new lesson each day.
And all they demand in return is some gratitude.

The moon has started its show again for its gleaming audience,
As I keep the phone at a distance and take the couch,
To wake up for the opponent's show,
And to experience, live and thank the twilight yet again.

Story of words

Some words that were left unsaid,
Have returned today to tell their story.

When you were not here,
They were left sulking over your absence,
Because they believed you to be their true soulmate,
With whom they could talk endlessly,
Without thinking of a meaning or justification,
Without being judged or questioned,
They came from the heart and created magic,
Acting as the true messengers of love,
Returning to their owner, a universe of love, warmth and happiness.

When they were left alone,
They wandered in search of your presence,
And found you somewhere hidden in their master,
Reluctant to speak, you wished to create silence,
But my words would never let their enemy conquer.

Cuddling you in their thoughts, they made you speak again,
They talked and you replied,
You asked and they answered,
All this was happening in a single body,
A body that now had two souls,
You and me were united yet again.

You In Me

Each breath that I take today,
Wants to feel your soul,
Blend with your breath and make a new scent,
Relax peacefully in your presence,
Give up itself completely for your survival.

Each moment that I live today,
Wants your esteemed presence as its company forever,
Give you precious instances that you can cherish for life,
Stop itself to let the love birds sing.

Each step that I walk today,
Wants to see its reflection in your steps,
Stay ahead to protect you from this ruthless world,
Fix our feet in the sand by the beach.

Each image that my eyes show,
Want its focus to be you,
Both of us always get to see the same sight,
Dreams of togetherness turning into reality,
View the letters of our love written in the sky,
Our future visible like a clear crystal.

Each dream that I have today,
Is of you and me becoming us,
All the negative forces kneeling and bowing down in front,
Creating an aura of love and happiness to cherish,
Living each moment in your arms, till the day I perish.

The life that I live today,
Wants to live each life with you.

What Is Love?

An emotion that struck a cord with my heart,
Someone tells me its called love.

What is this love?
Who gave birth to it?
From where did it emerge?
If we created it, then why can't we end it?
Why is it like a sea that can never dry up?

A feeling that strikes without any prior notice,
Engulfs your heart with someone else's thoughts,
Creating an atmosphere totally unfamiliar.

Nobody knows till then, such a world also exists,
Where the stars come down to brighten just your sky,
Where the moon waits, till you don't say good bye,
Where the sun sets just to soar your temperature high,
Where everything beautiful in this world, can be seen in somebody's eye.

Two unknown individuals then become soulmates,
Crossing each hurdle and boundary,
Ready to go through any test of pain,
Not thinking of any other profit or gain,
Because the world, other than their own world, is for them of no vain.

This journey was made on a feeling called love,
An emotion, shining among all emotions, way above,
Separating the good from the bad,
The compassionate from the heartless,
Life without love, if one could imagine,
Would truly be artless.

Silent Words

Silence stands strong today compressing a thousand words,
Words which have been lost,
Words which have faded,
Words which have run down a steep slope,
Words that just you and me understood.
They could replace stress with smile after a hard day,
Put a pause to tears in a second,
Were enough to evoke fire without any action.
Words of love can never die,
Specially those that found a tongue,
They safely lie amidst the deep corners in the heart of the listener,
Grow and flourish each time they hit the mind,
Build beautiful bridges running over each hurdle,
But now with two souls trapped under,
They lie scattered like a debris,
Separated from their owners,
Without any entity, meaning or heart.
The words that I pen,
Are nowhere similar to those,
But I guess, the purpose is the same.