Threads of time...

रुपहले आकाश में वह कहीं खोया है
यहाँ सर्द जमीन पर यह मासूम सोया है
आँखों में उसकी बस सूखे हुए आंसू हैं
कितने दिंनो से न जाने अन्न को तरसा और रोया है
चंद वस्त्रों में लिप्त उसका बचपन अनजान है
नहीं मालूम उसको अभी कि उसने क्या क्या खोया है
जो दिल दर्द समझता है उसको सामर्थ्य नहीं दिया है
और जो समर्थ है उसके दिल में घर कर बैठी अराजकता है
नीले अम्बर वाले ने क्या सोच उसको मानवता में पिरोया है
मंदिर कि चौखट पर यह रात दिन बिलख बिलख कर रोया है
उसका भगवान कहीं प्रसादों और शंख नाद के बीच सोया है !

Labels: वेह बिलखता बचपन..

आज फिर कहीं गोली चली है
हैवानियत ने इंसानियत कि जान ली है
अमन चैन के लिए क्योँ भयानक आवाज गुंजी है
वह तो एक माँ थी, औरत भी कहीं तानाशाह बनी है
चड़्ते सूरज कि किरण थी,बेजुबानों कि आवाज थी वह
आने वाले एक नए सुन्हेरी इन्तिखावाब का आगाज़ थी वह
फिर क्युओं जालिमों के दिल में खौफ और नफरत कि परत जमी है
बेबाक हिम्मत और रूहानियत कि जान आज फिरसे कायरों ने ली है !!

Something is dying in him each passing moment
Somehow his smiles are deceiving inner turmoil
Somewhat like climbing holding piles of sands
Somewhere not giving in within against all odds
Some unseen weakened threads of bonding
Someone might still be around to hold him
Someday soon dark night will see the dawn
Somebody might notice the worth of this soul
Sometime its difficult hoping against the hopes
Some weird nights are too dark and very long
Some days shouldn't have come and gone
Some encounters and event needn't have born
Some facades should be tossed back and torned
Some people should have stayed and not gone
Some battles were not meant to be fought all alone
Some Gods shouldn't have forsaken or yawned
Sometimes I think he shouldn't have been born !

Labels: होप्स...

The age advances
Body degenerates
Energies wane
Surges the pain
Memories re-visited
Some forgotten
Others deleted
The lure of life
Never ceases
Shines the soul
With undying spirit
Regrets for pettiness
Smiles for generosity
Intellect is in quest
Harbingers of joy
Bathe in parting tears
Malice broods
Gladdens purity
All is summed up
On bed of eternity !

Labels: Undying Spirit..

The place where mind,body and spirit streches
The anguish and pain dances in abandonment
The relations shed their outer camoflaouges
The earnings and energies are washed away
The shear need to survive reign uppermost
The life seaches for massiah of salvation
The heart cries out for some respite
The inhospitable abode of hospital
The junction of birth and death
The pivot of joy and sorrows
Each day is like life long journey
Everyone pushing to revive
The fun of being alive !

Labels: Hell of Sickness..

Pillars of support
Standing on flowing water
Dug into shifting sands
Dilating on sea waves
Buffeted by winds of reality
Ladden by burden of woes
Porous and hollow within
Tied down by ropes of sly
Could never be yours !

Labels: Shifting Pillar ..

दुआएं भी अब हम मांग कर लाते हैं
जिंदगी का सबब हम कुछ इस तरह उठाते हैं
हर कदम पर साथ साथ जो चलने चले थे
आज वोही बेबाक हो हमको पराया बताते हैं
न रातों में सोये न दिनो में जागे जिनके लिए
ख्वाबों से सपने और लैब पर अशिस्हें उनके लिए
रहते थे बेचैन जो हर एक पल मिलने के लिए
आज शर्मिंदा हैं वह हमारा नाम लेने को भी
हम अटूट पर्वतों की तरह अपने वादों पर खडे रह गए
वह आये बहार बन कर और पतझर बन चले गए
क्या कहें किसको कहें और क्युओं कर कहें हम हाले दिल
जाना था उनको, गए वह,हमारा अस्तित्व भी साथ ले !

As if cursed by heavens above
And deserted by the earth below
Languishing in pain and isolation
Heart filled with tears and dejection
For he was born of lowly stature
Nothing that he did got appreciation
His every grain was target of question
Starvation for mind,body and spirit
Desensitised and toughened
Desrespect and ridicule never a stranger
Cornered and wronged on every occasion
He was no more then abject subjugation
A tortured soul without hope of salvation !!!

Labels: Awaiting Salvation..

लोग दूरियों पर दूरियां बदते हैं
और अपने को हमारा दोस्त बताते हैं
चाहते तों हैं दुख-सुख बांटना
पर हम-शरीक होने से घबराते हैं

फूलों का रखते हैं बहूत शौक
मगर काँटों से घबराते हैं
नहीं है इल्म हमारे नासूरों का
दुनिया भर की दवा बताते हैं

रखे बेशक तमना गुल-ओ-बाहर की
कीकर के पोधे क्युओं उगाते हैं
तकदीर बदलना इतना आसान नहीं
क्युओं शीशे को पत्थर से टकराते !

Labels: हम-शरीक

Exuberance of fresh flowers
Fragrance of wet soil post showers
The gentle nip of winter breeze
Cozy warmth of sun one could feel
Sweet melody of canaries on trees
Vast spreads of greenery for you and me
Serenity and tranquility in timeless space
Omnious presence of your embrace
World was so perfect till yesterday
Life was dream in a dream so amazing
Nothing more one would wish or pray for
Before the life could settle at chestized ease
Suddenly the deity enshrined on highest altar
Decided to leave for no reason one could foresee
Before the cloud could gather and rain would fall
The fresh buds of joy could smile and breathe
The lightening struck and rainbow turned Grey !

Labels: Grey Rainbow..

Animosity/Hatred
Ego is thy bastian
Rage is thy sword
Furore is what it unleases
Destruction is its reward

Jealousy
Growing on Selfishness
Vines of vaniety and conceit
Consuming fires of defeats
Leprosy of Spirits

Indifference/Ignorance
Unpenetrable garb of stone
Cruelity and slight in disguise
Overrides all feelings
Right of existence denied

Love
Softness of the heart
Beautiful emotions unfold
Bondings and dreams
Elixir for life it holds

Compassion/Humanity
Gentleness of the Soul
Love that really outgrows
Embracing one and all
Promise of wonderful world foretold !

Roller Coaster the heart rides
Languishing in hatred
Fuming with sly
Cruel denials
Acceptance of thy
Finally the God in us arise

Labels: One life to Love

Love is divine impulse
Give love and it will come back to you
Love self and close the door to commune
All relationships are thy mirror
Manifest what you desire from thy soul
And you connect in playful way to exhileration
Being part of larger divine intelligence
The universe completes the design !!!

> Never do a thing to others which you have suffered from. Be sensitized and trudge road to salvation.

> Silent and unbiased observance of life and nature's phenomenon is the greatest teacher

> Accept manifold possibilities of life and human mind with open heart and mind.

> Never write-off or renounce an individual. Condemn the act if needed.

> There is no end to learning and we are always a beginner.

> One can enter the path of learning only after shedding garb of ego and arrogance.

> Set priorities in life straight with long-term view.If you commit,then stick around no matter
what.

> As they say accumulate treasures of the heart or spirit first, then of body and lastly of storehouse.

> In the long run its good to be altruistic then mean and selfish. Rewards will follow soon in many ways.

> One devoid of gratitude is no more then an animal. Even animals have and display sense of thankfulness.

> Never hurt a child,a woman,a old man and a cherished friend.The burden of regret and retribution will never let you rest at peace.

> The essence of happiness lies in ignorance.The What,how much,when and relevence of ignorance decides extent of happiness or unhappiness.

> The golden truth never change and is always related to Spirit more and less to any dogma.Of all feelings ever, love and compassion will always reign supreme.

Easy it is to ignore
The humble and ordinary
Difficult it is to ignore
The powerful and influential

Easy it is to denounce
The simple and pure
Difficult it is to denounce
The wicked and abhored

Easy it is to oppress
The naive and sensitized
Difficult it is to oppress
The haughty and ruthless

Easy it is to slew
The innocence and care
Difficult it is to slew
The viled and boorish

Easy it is to revere
The noble and demure
Difficult it is to revere
The crooked and superfluous

The good is tested hundred times by penury of despirited. Doing good is one thing and facing
slurry of maligned manipulations of goodness is another. The momentary act of chivalry and
bonhomie may give a sense of satisfaction and fulfillment. However when repositry of such
action is chellenged by ruthlessness of denegrading accusations and complete disregard for
someone's feelings, it needs a heart of steel to repel such attack and protect itself from all
destroying pain and agony. It appears to shred apart all the meaningfulness of one's existence.
The scars of such act mar the landscape of one's psyche and soul which at times remains for
a lifetime and beyond. The giver atleast for time being goes scot free and receiver burns alive
in the hellish fire of faceless remorse.Eventually and conclusively the hour glass does gets
emptied on other side as well but not before it has destroyed the edifice of good. Goodness,
therefore, is not for the faint hearted or cowardly .It is a rightfull and ultimately rewarding austerity to be performed by only those who have heart of gold !

The satvic or person of equipose enters directly in the portals of God because it has endured
what couldn't have been endured !