Tumhare siva... Koi nahi

Dil mein mere hai tu-hi-tu
Tere siva bas koi bhi nahi
En nazron mein bhi tu-hi-tu
Nazaaron mein, koi bhi nahi
Na dard, na shikwa
Na doori, na vichora
deedar-e-yaar ke siva, Koi bhi nahi
Es dil main, En sasoon mein
Teri dharkan ke siva, koi bhi nahi
na bicharne ka darr
na judai ka ghamm,
ek Milan ke siva, koi bhi nahi
na koi shikwa, na koi shikayat
pyaari baton ke siva, koi bhi nahi
a ghar, na bahar
mere dil ke siva, tu kahin bhi nahin
vasta hai jo dil mein mere
us khuda ki siva, koi bhi nahi.

Mere Dil Mein Tu... Sirf Tu

Basta hoga mazi ke par koi,
door daraz badloon mein,
sun raha hai jo sabki s-da,
pyar se kabhi phus-phusa ke woh,
kanon mein kuch keh jata hai,
to kabhi tandi hawa ban ke woh,
dheere se choo jata hai,
barish ki boondoon ban-kar,
sheetal man kar jata hai,
to kabhi khushi ban kar,
aankhoon se beh jata hai,
kabhhi-kabhi sapnoon ki tarah,
palkoon mein bas jata hai,
to kabhi dharkan ban kar
dil-oon ko bhi dukhata hai
dua mein bhi, puja mein bhi
bas sab-mein bas jata hai
aye khuda kaise tu
hum-sab mein rach-bas jata hai...

Poetry In Emotion

Aahat kisi ki,
yaa toofan koi hai,
Yeh Zindgi ki raftaar hai
Chal rahi sansein meri.

Dekh ke lagta hai tumhe
Ki tham gaya hai samayt
Phir tez chal rahi ghari ki sui
Ya phir dharkta mera dil hai.

Na koi khawab,
Na ummeed,
En palkon mein hai aaj
Phir bhi enhe band kar ke
Dikhta koi hai.

Na mandir,
Na Mazjid,
Mein karte the dua hum,
Mannat mang rahe aaj
Kairiyat kisi ki hai.

Jis manzil par raahe khatam
Ho jati hai,
Un raahon ko chale karne
Muqammal aa,
Manzil koi hai.

Aaye khuda,
rehna saath mere hardum,
kyonki raah bhi tu,
aur manzil bhi,
tu hi hai.

CONDOLENCE

Preface
Sometimes there are crossroads that fills us with lots of joy, happiness and color of love; and then…. All of it is taken away by a cruel wind… and all these looks like a painful dream which leaves one empty and bleak taking away all the colors of life. The bygone time makes one wonder HOW and WHY it came in first place and then went by. This small peace is dedicated to all those individuals who are going through such a phase and I hope that it’ll soothe them… and they’ll have strength to bear the pain and come out of it sooner.

Condolence
I know that once he loved you
But not he sees I hate you
He promise which he made,
Seems to be untrue.
Its hard to believe he has neglected you.

You love him yet but now you say no
At least now stop knocking at his door
You are heartbroken and disappointed
But now his love had mounted
Even today you go
To the place he used to take you before.
You searched the faded memories
Just like bees find home and become honeybees
Yes, I understand my friend…
He has forgotten you
…because he had founded love that is new

What is over… is over I advice you
That shock bothers you all because
His love flew.
Or is she beautiful than you ?
If so don’t feel sad !
Because beauty perishes not virtue,
Sweet friend don’t feel bad,
Remember beauty does not bring,
The joy that character and virtue brings.

You are both virtues…
and have good character.
So don’t ruin it,
Don’t let your heart shatter.
This is my condolence…,
I convey you.
Remember my word…
And realize that…
If not,…
That boy…
But his girl loves you.

-- JMR

HEY MAULA !

preface
“God’s you always been with me, I Know it” said he “I always see two sets of steps while walking. But my lord, in my bad times... when I needed you the most; you left too me” he complained. “How can you say that” asked God. “In my bad times there’s was only one set of steps on the rough path that life offered me” God Said “My child…, while in trouble I lifted you in my arms, so its easier for you to go through the rough path”

HEY MAULA !

ek-baar to nazar-e-karam kar hum par bhi
rah takte hai barsoon se
is rah par karam kar ab bhi
diya tune sab-kuch sabko
de ek muthi bhar hume bhi

intezaar mein beet gaye kitne barsoon
ab na kar humse kal-parsoon
na keh abhi thoda aur tarasoo
sawan teri rehmat ka ab-toh baraso

jante hain saath ho har-dam humare
kehte hai yeh tere sab ishaare
saath hai toh ab daras dikha
na tu humko ab yuh tadpa

bas ek-nazar teri jo mil jaye
teri bahoon mein kho jaye
yeh safar-e-zindgi bismil ho jaye
maksad jine ka mukammal ho jaye

Woman Inside

Preface
Today on the International Women’s Day, when world recognizes womanhood; it becomes more important to recognize your own self. Not only does it constitute your potential, dreams, aspirations and the power to reach up the sky. Also it is equally important to confront the inner self and the small unspoken desires which all of us has whether it’s a man or woman. So let us stop for a while… and don’t ignore this lovely inside.

Woman Inside

Amidst the chaos of life
Just stopped to take a breather
Found someone very much nearer
Seems to be very familiar
do we know each other
this thought made me wander
I felt so incomplete feel inside,
Untouched..
Unloved…
Unmanned tide.
A desire long buried inside
Of nurturing a little life
Like someone’s very dear wife
a small thought that always strikes
A thirst that seems unending besides
Now that I know her quite
I am to renew my energy
So for all the dreams of mine
I am full of synergy.

So when the chaos subsides
Finally I’ve discovered a WOMAN INSIDE

RITEEN (Rituals)

Na bandhoo mujhe ritoon mein
..En wadoon , en geeton mein.
Nibha na pao jin rishton ko
..un rishtoon ke feroon mein
pakar na pao jise mazboote se
..nazuk si un gathoon mein
chal na paon char kadam bhi
..lambi si un rahoon mein

mere halaat nahi ke
chal pao door saath tumhare
itne khudgarz bhi nahi
beech rah kahe ab hum hare
adhura rasta, adhure hum
janoge to.., na sah paoge tum
rehne do hamare halaat par humko
kyonki baha le jayege yeh tumko

tah-e-dil rahoge hamesha tum
kya yeh ahsaas kam hai
tum hamare raho-na-raho
hardam rahenge tumhare hum
phir yeh riteen kya..
riwaaz kya..
rishte-nato ki bisaate kya.

Muskaan

Tumhari ankhein kar rahi hai bayan kuch aur
chupi hue ek dil ki dastaan kuch aur
na poochnaa chah rahe the kuch bhi
par woh muskan keh rahi thi kuch aur
Hum se na chupa sakoge,
padh sakte hai sab-kuch
woh bhi jis ko bata na sake koi aur
muskuraye khushi se jab ankhoin ke tare
roshan ho gaye jahan ke ujale
thi muskurarahat woh jis ke liye,
tha woh bhi jane koi aur
bismil hoga saath jiske zindgi ka safar,
hai dil-mein tumhare jaane koi aur.

Kal

kal ka bharosa kya
kal to hai bewafa
par aaj to kar raha wafa
is pal ko bas je-leye hum
jane kitne gam pe leye hum
en gamon ka ho chala hai
nasha humko
en ke bagar kaise je liye hum
nasha karte hai who
kehte hai humse
ji na payege bager iske
puchoo humse jo bin tumhare
jeye ja rahe hai
bahe pasare
dua bas yehi
karte hain khuda se
khush raho tum bhi
bager hamare.

Lamha

Teri bahon aaj mar bhi jaye to kya gam hai
Tera saath hai, yeh lamha kya kam hai
Intzar karenge Qayamat tak tera…
Umr baki hai, yeh lamha kya kam hai
Bin tumhare kya bataye tumko,
Tum to tum ho, par nahi hum hai.
Aarzoo aakhri yehi hai dil mein,
Saath bitaya who aakhri pal hai
Qayamat ke din to miloge humse
Us din ka Intezaar kar rahe hum hai
Na shikwa, Na koi Shikayat hai tumse
Bas nazar bhar dekhne ko betab hum hai
Dum nikle tere jano par
Yehi Khwarish dil ki bas ab hai
Tere aagoosh mein rahe na rahe hum
Khuda ke aagoosh mein ab hum hai.

Na Puchoo

Mein haal-e-dil batana nahi chahta
Un gadhE murdOn ko ukhArna nahi chahta
DArd de jaye jo rishte
Un rishton ko phir banana nahi chahta
Na pucho humse ke huA kya kabhi
Tumko bhi mein rulana nahi chahta
Yeh yAdeen hi hai milkeyat meri
En yadoon ko mein bhulana nahi chahta
Waqt ke saath dhumil ho gayi jo tasveer
Us Tasveer ko phir se banana nahi chahta
Kam ya jyada Jitni bhi mile Zindgi
Un lamhon ko phir dohraha nahi chahta
Jeene ki aarzoo baki hai abhi
Ek-ummeed hai usE thukrana nahi chahta
...Mein haal-e-dil batana nahi chahta.

Safar

Safar koi, aur Musafir koi aur
Rah chale koi, aur manzil koi aur
Kar rahe the hum bayan haal-e- dil
Samajh gaye usko kavita koi aur
Na jante the manzil ka pata,
Chal deye phir bhi, rahe koi aur
Dhondhne chale the kisiko hum
Mil gaya rah mein jane koi aur,
Na jante the dil ka hoga yeh haal,
Dard-e-dil kisi ka, fasana koi aur.
Na puchoo ki guzri kaise raat,
Seher tak roya jane koi aur.
Kehte hain hamse ki khush hai hum,
Ankhein keh rahi hai dastan koi aur.
Chal na paye do kadam bhi ek-saath
Safar wahi, humsafar koi aur.
...rah chale koi aur manzil koi aur.

A MIRROR

He’s Reserved,
….Sensitive,
…..Passionate.

He’s a Idol,
…inspiration
… a dream.

A Buccaneer,
A Visionary,
A Legend.

A Friend ..,
A Lover ..,
A Soulmate.

Piller of strengh
Sunshine of joy,
Ocean of emotions,
Petal of shy.

words to comfort..,
shoulder to cry..,
Arms to hold...,
When you need to rely.

Hands so warm…,
Feelings so pure..,
Smile so lively…,
That takes away the blues.

Taste so similar..,
I wonder why,
Music and Movies,
Books too comply..!


Shall not be afraid ..,
To share his mind,
Even if its negative…,
Fine with mine.

To share each joy.
The darkness too..,
in riches,
in poverty,
I care…
…… I Do.

WHEN WE COME ACROSS….. WE COMMUNICATE SO DIFFERENTLY

The conversing eyes..,
Those silent words,
Communication across the minds,
Understood by the heart,
That aura so secure,
That comforting presence..,
No frills, no cover,
No fake masks..,
The liberty of being
…what u really are.
The small words..
and the big smile..,
The beauty around..,
That’s peace to eyes.
The words to different,
The feelings so pure..,
Must be a language…,
That I m not so sure.

THE LAST WISH

Before I merge into Thee,
A last wish to make…
A last vision to realize..,
A last smile to give..,
A dream long cherished..,
A desire unfulfilled..,
A life unborn,
A handful of earth..,
An armful of joy.
One taste of glory,
A mouthful of sky,
They are the small things I want in my life,
O God please grant me..,
Before I die.

LIFE'S BARGAIN

This is a nice one send to me by a special friend...

" I bargained with Life for a penny,
And Life would pay no more,
However I begged at evening
When I counted my scanty store;
For Life is a just employer,
And gives you what you ask,
But once you have set the wages,
Why, you must bear the task.
I worked for menial's hire,
Only to learn, dismayed
That any wage I had asked of Life,
Life would have willingly paid.

- Jessie B. Rittenhouse

SILENCE SPEAKS LOUDER THAN WORDS

Preface

“Silence is the greatest art of conversation” is what I always remember when I think of this ANGEL-SOUL who always given me strength by their unspoken support, and shown by their action that this shadow will follow me and take care of me wherever I go. This is just to reminiscence and to thank this soul in making me feel “The Most Beautiful Woman” in myself. So, if you are reading this; just “Thank you, for being there, when I needed you the most”
And to all those part of such silence; let me put “Silence is more powerful than words; it connects you with your own self”. In order to listen to this silence, so spend some time entirely with yourself (alone) confronting yourself; and you may meet a Angel which is none other than you.
And those who had been a victim of silence…, for whom the silence is enduring and the words won’t suffice. Let me put it this way that it’s like “Air” we inhale; you can’t take two breaths at the same time. So you need to balance it as if the silence gets longer, it becomes abuse and leaves conversation behind.
I remember someone saying that the person had a negative and needs to be alone some times (n days) in order to be sane. I rather view this as a process to connect to oneself and a healthy approach towards recreation and creative thought building, which can rather make the bonds much stronger and healthier when the person returns back to this world. This silence can be viewed as emotional and mental house-cleaning than to with drawl. And it is very necessary for all of us and is no doubt a quality than a drawback (that’s how the wise people think and say…. Not my verdict ! ).

Silence Speaks louder than Words

The hour long journey,
the confabulation of souls…
breaking the silence which exists no more.
The little talk to scare the blues away,
and the music so soft to let the moods sway.
The meeting of eyes…
With that soft smile…,
Without any words, but does says mile.

Lifting of the lashes,
The lock of the glaze,
lost in a world .., that
may someone amaze.
the surprise so new..,
the admiration so wild..,
the speechless glare,
that can kill even agile.
Then closing the eyes,
suddenly in despair…,
realizing not being
the only one in the scene.
Closing the eyes in order to save,
Coming back to senses so as to behave.
The experience and the occasion
so personal as mine.
not to be shared with all
those aline.
The shine with appreciation
When the eyes lifted back again,
said a thousand words
without any strain…,
the moment to remember
the occasion to cherish,
the wonderful feeling,
of being a charmer.

The eyes met again…
not in admiration.., but this time
in fury… in desperation,
a tear just roll..,
withheld hard,
said the story…
that no one could forcast.
Again those eyes closed
in pursuation…,
nothing is stationary,
take my assuration…,
if not the Good, so neither the Bad.
So why to worry what you had.
See the side where reason still remains,
share your thoughts to minimize the strains,
……..And the sun again rose
from the cloudy sky.
Making the laughter sound as chimes.

The unspoken words said a millions
making me feel one in a billions.
A memory which fails to fade away
when the silence said a a Zillions.

RAINS

The pitter-patter
…of the tiny raindrops,
feels as if it is pouring to
soothe down
the smoldering heart of earth
set to fire by the cruel sun..,
over and over again,
with passage of time,
without any mercy…,
without any compassion…,
just to prove the supremacy.
Only did it forgot…
That time is Supreme of them’ all
Reminding each time to ashes,
The fire.., each time
the tiny drop makes a pitter-patter.

THE LOST LOVE

Preface

The “Lost Love” signifies the fight with destiny of a daughter who is separated from her Father who is also her Best Friend.
This poem is a silent but tearful confrontation of this little girl who left in awe with this happening in her life which left her all alone. The father on the other hand also misses his daughter and is doing everything to put back the smiles on her face.
On the Father’s Day, my poem is dedicated to my Dad… Whom I love the most, and I want him to know that he’s the Greatest Dad in the World.

The Lost Love

A little girl
Filled with tears
Empty handed…
stood up in rear.
Where she could feel the presence of Thee…
In all the times that she prayed and weeped..
Stood by the mantle
In the light of the lamp…

God said unto her “Come my Child”
Why is it you so gray n frain,
Seems that you’ve gone through
A lot of pain.
Then the voice rose in anguish and anger,
Who gave you tears in now in a danger !
So tell me my angel…
Tell me why…?
Tell me my child who made you cry… ?

It’s a Dear and a friend,
Who always loved,
Went so far off
After being so close
… said the girl.

A buddy to talk,
A teacher to guide,
A piller of strength
When emotions takes flight.

Without him…
I feel lost and weak
Like the roots cut from a tree.
So Tell me “Good Lord”
What should I Do,
It’s no one other than,
…But just you
Tears come rolling too
in the eyes of Thee.
Took her in his arms
Where the heart beats…
With love, he said ,
“Oh ! my child forgive me please”

I’ve just gone far
To get you some gifts…
So your smile always lifts.

Gifts of love…,
Gifts of hope…,
A Friend like me to be so close,
To live n love you
As much I do.

PAIN

Sometimes its good
To let the pain come in
Into the mind, maiming it
Into the heart, hurting it
Till the body is a big mass
Of walking pain – pain that leaves.
Fasting wounds
Dull continuous aches
Unused tears, silent screams
Even through devastating
Let pain come in
To feel alive, to feel human