Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Armageddon

On those fiery grounds
Holding weapons that destroy lives
Stood the two lycons of my existence
My God and my Satan

Staring straight into the eyes,
Into mind, into psyche
The masters of my powers
Holding grudges, declaring war

The sparks blading bright
when steel met the steel
Resonating roars shuttered glasses
I stood there alone watching meek

My God looked gruesome
Rugged face, cunning eyes
With arrogant stride and ghastly weapon
A killer instinct, a sure winner

My Satan looked sober
Tensed face, dreamy eyes
His determination only positive
'Will u survive', I sighed

My Satan wanted victory
My God needed peace
My Satan fed up of being looked down upon
My God elated, and with ease

I wished it to be the old times
When together they raised glasses
Adjusting together and complementing
no egos, no anger, no clashes

I heard a loud howl
The swords couldn't meet this time
Blood oozing from bodies
I gasped,'How it became black!!'

They fought till eternity
No surrender, no compromise
The winner never decided
But the loser, again I sighed..

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Q & A

Am I happy with my life - NO
Am I sad with my life - NO
Do I have any regrets - NO
Any worries, any sorrows - NO
What am I feeling then - I dont know

I think im indifferent to myself.

I remember..

A december in Delhi
as cold as ice
dipping mercury
heart warming hugs

cozy little bus seat
on the ashram flyover
a december of red caps,
red cheeks and red lips

Gluey cold- sticking hands
and hearts and soul
a december in Delhi
a december never so missed

Riddles

Is death black??
Is black painful??
Is pain unnecessary??
Are necessities what we living for??

Why are we living anyways??

I TRY

They ask me to write
Of hope thats lost
hope thats dead,hope thats been rotting
for an year and more

They ask me to write
of peace i sought
peace that was buried, by u and me
wish would have marked that tree

They ask me to write
of vigour and valour
which i saw fading off
into the darkness of my present

They ask me to write
How to tell them the truth
I want no hope,peace,no joy
Grant me some solitude!!

Saturday, May 9, 2009

ऐ खुदा

ऐ खुदा आँख बंद हो और नींद ना आये
ऐसा ना करना

ऐ खुदा बारिश बकसरत हो और भीग ना पाये
ऐसा ना करना

ऐ खुदा साथ महफिल हो और तन्हा ही रह जाये
ऐसा ना करना

ऐ खुदा हर चीज बन कर कोई हर चीज ले जाये
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