सपने

ऐक सूखे दिन
कुछ सपने खरीदने निकल पडा मैं
पैदल पहुँचा मीलों चलकर
देखा, सैकड़ों लोगों का मेला सा कुछ
चुप चाप सपने खरीद रहा था
सब अपने थैलों को भरकर
ऐक दूजे से छुपा कर लेकिन
रंग बिरंगे सपने हासिल कर रहे थे
मैने दुकानदार से ऐक छोटे से सपने का दाम जब पूछा
बोला बाबूजी छोटे से इस सपने को क्या लेते हो
तुमको ऐक बडा सा, खूबसूरत सा सपना दिखाता हूँ
उल्टे कदम लौट गया मैं, सब सपने बेचने वालों से बचकर
वापिस अपने अंधेरे कमरे की तरफ निकल आया मै.

ऐक बार बडा सा सपना खरीदा था मैने
बहुत महंगे पडते हैं ये खूबसूरत सपने...

Oilspots

Greasy, ugly oilspots
Fuck both sides of the paper
Cant get rid of one
My life has many!!

Life and Death

I stopped behind the crowd
Men lamenting,some crying
All drenched in sweat
No life on four shoulders
"Ram naam satya hai",they said
I got late to the hospital
Saw some tears again
I kissed the crying infant

Poisoning

Uncooked, poisoned food,
screwing my organs,
made me throw up,
Can we vomit out memories too!!!

Eden

I can hear it beating harder
harder than by the inflicting pain
the blood flowing across the veins
not pure, but polluted
my senses all elated
a trade-off i have to pay
coz now i can think more
and i can c what i think
cant help my rebellious brain
even it is not with me
like rats they have left me
i must be about to sink
but i dont want to drown
not that i dont want to die
but with a sole reason to preserve..
..to preserve the burning grass

Rebirth of a Muggle

i can fly, with wings, or were they not
dont remember but i did fly around
a voice so stirred, then d silence prolonged
dont understand what is right and wrong
but i flew again, without wings this time
i saw it , i had no wings
n den i said something that nobody heard
n i forgot it too,what did i actually say?

what was so significant,the cloud, no
think it was d grass,yes grass it is
my visions all blurred n my head is spinning
but im flying, shudnt there b wind gushing through
but there is no wind, no wings,still im flying
must be in dream, but i saw d sun, dream it wasnt
i closed my eyes n forgot hw to fly,n kept falling
dnt remember how i flew again,who opened my eyes?

why is this smoke around,something is burning
holy shit,its d grass, i have to stop it, but how
i flew higher,with no wind, a little through the window
n d smoke increased,my fuel was burning
i prayed for the rain,n d clouds flew away,no wind again
cant stop this fire, its burning me throughout
but my flesh is still d same,will i fly again
want to c d burning grass from that high.


(Posted this on January 22, 2009 on http://randomphobias.blogspot.com/ .Guess this a better place for it)

रात

रात समंदर की तरह, अंधेरी, गहरी बहती ही रही
नींद आयी ही नही, सुबह हुई ही नही ।

चांद भी देखता रहा, कुछ ना बोला, कुछ ना किया
बादलों की आढ में छुप कर बहुत रोया होगा ।

ओंस भी पत‌‌्तों से गले मिल के रुआसी सी हुई
मैं ही बस अकेला रहा, मैं ही बस नहीं रोया ।

आज फिर

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कयामत को क्यूं लोगों ने इतना बदनाम किया ।

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अबके आँधी ने उस पेड को तमाम किया ।

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