Friday, January 30, 2009
Kuch to kami hogi mere pyar mein
Kuch to kami hogi mere pyar mein
Jo tune mujhe apnaya nahi
Wadein to hazaar kiye
Par unhe nibhaya nahi
Mera pyaar ko diya maar
Jane kyon tujhe wo bhaya nahi
Mere hi dil mein diya usse dafna
Shayad pyar karna mujhe aaya nahi
Mere umeed ban gaye murjhaye phool
Jo manga maine wo paya nahi
Teri aankhen bhikere dhoop
Milti ek pal ki chaya nahi
Joode maine tere sur se sur
Par tune geet gaya nahi
Haan kuch to kami hogi mere pyar mein
Jo tune mujhe apnaya nahi
Musing on proverbs
A friend in need is a friend indeed
But where are the friends who pay real heed
A thing of beauty is joy forever
But beauty is not eternal however
A good beginning makes a good ending
I began well but my struggle is unending
A person is known by the company he keeps
But if the company kicks the person weeps
A picture paints a thousand words
But seeing this picture I am out of words
A problem shared is a problem halved
I have lot of problems but no one to share
An apple a day keeps the doctor away
But if a doctor eats apple, what will you say
Don't cross the bridge till you come to it
But how can I cross without coming to it
God helps those who help themselves
But if we can help over selves, why do we need god’s help
Good talk saves the food
I will talk to my guests saving the food
It takes a thief to catch a thief
If you have caught one, where are you stealing next?
It's never too late
So I will come a little late
Necessity is the mother of invention
If so, who is the father?
Only fools and horses work
I am neither so I won’t work
Talk is cheap
Then why is my phone bill so high?
The Devil finds work for idle hands to do
My boss gives work always, is he a devil too?
There's no such thing as a free lunch
So from now onwards don’t ask for treats
When the cat's away the mice will play
If the cat comes back, it will be mice’s last day
You can't get blood out of a stone
But if you use that stone, you will get blood
You catch more flies with honey than with vinegar
And if you are so free, come to my home as well and catch some
But where are the friends who pay real heed
A thing of beauty is joy forever
But beauty is not eternal however
A good beginning makes a good ending
I began well but my struggle is unending
A person is known by the company he keeps
But if the company kicks the person weeps
A picture paints a thousand words
But seeing this picture I am out of words
A problem shared is a problem halved
I have lot of problems but no one to share
An apple a day keeps the doctor away
But if a doctor eats apple, what will you say
Don't cross the bridge till you come to it
But how can I cross without coming to it
God helps those who help themselves
But if we can help over selves, why do we need god’s help
Good talk saves the food
I will talk to my guests saving the food
It takes a thief to catch a thief
If you have caught one, where are you stealing next?
It's never too late
So I will come a little late
Necessity is the mother of invention
If so, who is the father?
Only fools and horses work
I am neither so I won’t work
Talk is cheap
Then why is my phone bill so high?
The Devil finds work for idle hands to do
My boss gives work always, is he a devil too?
There's no such thing as a free lunch
So from now onwards don’t ask for treats
When the cat's away the mice will play
If the cat comes back, it will be mice’s last day
You can't get blood out of a stone
But if you use that stone, you will get blood
You catch more flies with honey than with vinegar
And if you are so free, come to my home as well and catch some
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Poppies
The red poppies
Sparkle magnificently
Veiling the spiteful past
Which had been erased
From the pages of history
They conceal the graves
Of the loyal warriors
The blossoms swallowed
Their untainted blood
How they reflect it
In their blood red hue
The warriors fought
In this barren terrain
Conferring their life
For the mother land
Making the land fertile
Today they live
In each of the poppies
Spilling venom
Echoing their destiny
The history has unraveled
Against the wish of the spies
It will remain eternal
In the veins of the buds
These poisonous poppies
Will take revenge
Silencing malice
These poisonous poppies
Will take revenge
Silencing malice
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
You
Days matter not
Nor does nights
All that matters
Is just you
On the day
When I met you
I stopped existing
And started living
Just tell me
How can I breathe?
When you have taken
My breath away
With each of your glance
You send a tremor
In my hermit heart
Yet it yearns for more
Days matter now
Nights matter too
Each of the second matters
When you are not near
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Remembrance is forever
My ears hear the verbose song
Of a wait so long
Remembrance for thee
Remembrance for me
Remembrance for our true love
But alas! I was so wrong
Coercing myself to remember not
Those beautiful moments in my life
My life in those beautiful moments
Because memory forwards
It is remembrance again
Of thou elusion
They say that
Rose is for remembrance
Its beauty I see not
The thorns sting
Turning the pallid blossom
To a blood red
I vow to myself
I am over it;
I shall remember not
Making up my mind
I turn back
Roses I see
It is you I see
Remembrance – It is forever….
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
I saw....
Blowing fresh air
In the window sill
I saw her…….
She was standing there
Her hair so wet
Droplets dripping
Our eyes met
She ran…and sat
On the pathway bench
Opened up a diary
Hastily turned
The pages…..
She starred at void
Making up her mind
What to write
She took her pen
On a page she stopped
She tried to write
Her eyes filled with tears
Dropping the diary…she ran
Seeing her
I rushed
Ran behind
Followed her
She merged with the mist
And disappeared
Speechless I stood
Totally perplexed
Slowly I turned
And retraced my path
I sat on the pathway bench
Let out a gasp
My eyes fell on the diary
The pages turning
With the wind
It stopped on a page
Curiously I glanced
I noted the date
My heart skipped a beat
It was today
Few words I saw
In blood red
“I will be back”
I shut my eyes tight
Chanting a prayer
I felt a chill
I felt something
Touching my feet
I pulled it
And wrapped myself tightly
With the blanket
And slept
Forgetting the dream
Friday, January 2, 2009
Frozen Thoughts
Lonely in a horde
A silent stinging ache
Sour smile in the parched lips
Flaming and weeping heart
Tears fail to dry
Fears make me cry
Meaninglessly hoping
For a miracle
In this meaningless world
But betryal is written
With an invisible ink
Wherever I turn
I see, those biased faces
With disloyal traces
I succumb to those
Innocent smiles
But the monster creeps
Sending tremors
Making me loose faith
In this lovely creation
Of god- life
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