Kabhi Kabhi

kabhi kabhi hi hota hai aisa
aakhon ki udaasi padh leta hai koi

ye uske samajhne ka hunar hai
ya mere chupane ki kami

samajhey jaaney ka bhi ek ehsaas hai
raahat si hai par dar mein lipti hui

kisine jhaank liya akeli si rooh mein meri
tanhayi aur gehri, aur siyah hone lagi...

Kuch Nazmein meri...

Kuch nazmein hain jo nasur ban gayi hain

Yaad ka wo adhera kona jahan se sadne ki boo aati hai

Kuch nazmon mein meri mawaad pad gaya hai

Itni paki hui hain ke khoon bhi sookh chuka hai

Kuch nazmon ne meri khudkhushi karli hai

Be maiyene hojana har kisi ke bas ki nahin

Kuch nazmein meri, safon ke beech dabi hain

sookh chuki hain, bhoole hue sookhe phoolon ki tarah

Reads like country.

Writing in the nude

Rubbing my eyes

Chewing my lips

Swinging my hair

My head like a pendulum

You ought to write in the nude

Take off that dress

You bought it cheap

Let the waves take your shoes

And pray! What does a wrist watch do?

You will sit in the stadium till the end of time

And watch time play.

So just, why don’t you toss it away?

The ring that shines

What does it remind?

Is there someone it reminds you of?

Let it slip out and roll away.

Your scarf is blue

And strangling you

Let the greedy wind take it away

As you sway

Swinging you hair

Your head like a pendulum

Writing in the nude

 There is a mask you wear

It is made of your skin and hair

Peel it off, scratch it away.

You ought to try it sometimes

Writing in the nude

Living in the nude.

BEGGING

I came to your door

for alms,

and inspiration...

My bowl was empty but shining,

Your large eyes reflected in its convex depths.

In Between Definitions

In between definitions

I define a man

A man inspired

And thus beautiful

In the slaughter house of words

Definitions crack

They crack wide open

And fill up with airy air

In between definitions

I define a child

An old child

Born with a wise beard

A wise beard inside his guts

In this evolution of language

Words are out of breadth

They can’t seem to keep up

No wonder when you are little

They are so many

And when you grow up

You just can’t find enough

Words...

In words tell me

Make me understand

What is agony?

And when you manage to answer the what

I shall ask you the why...

What does all this mean anyway?

Honour and truth and compassion

They might just still be easy

In words... in words

Define a coward for me.

mere hisse ka

sirhana jahan simat ta hai
shaher wahin se nikalta hai
subha ki baarish ki boondon se patte bhari hain
balcony se meri dikhte hain
aur bhi kuch dikhta hai
ek kati patang,
thak kar laut rahe baadlon ke jhund,
aur chand baalishton mein samaya hua
mere hisse ka aasman.