Like River and the Sea..

You and me like the river and like sea,

One filled with frolic, the other impossible to forsee;

You move with grace filling the path with life and joy,

I stay still in depth or move frantically to destroy;

One so young filled with energy and so much life,

Other as old as time, placed with dark memories and plenty of strife;

The river so beautiful keeps flowing, till it meets the sea,

The ocean unscathed, sometimes relentless, but remains forever free.

Poetic Titbits

Dil ke is taraazu mai kis tarah chahat to tolu,
Mohobabat ke panno ko kaise mai kholu,
Zubaan pe dil ki baaton ko kaise bolu?
Kya tumhara haath apne haathon mai lelu?

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Kaash tumhare sapno ka lekhak mai hota,
Saajan movie ka Sanjay Dutt jaisa hota,
Shayari pesh karta din raat tumhare kadmo mai,
Tumhare khayalo mai aur sapno mai hota...

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Is gustaakhi ko hamare maaf tum kardo,
Hothon pe apne ek muskurahat bhardo,
Tarse hue hai tumhari palko pe apni chabi ko dekhne,
Tasveer hi sahi... par apne palko mai to bhardo....

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In dooriyo ko kis tarah banaye apna hamsafar?
Tumne milne ka yeh faasla kabhi to karna padega safar..
Din ke ujaalo mai aur raat ke andhere mai kat te din saare..
Kyun ho tum mere dil ki baaton se yoon bekhabar?

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Did love ever talk a language so as to speak?
Did compassion speak English with an artistic streak?
Languages just make bonds much more weak..
You are my beauty... can I be your freak?

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Let your tears be mine to take,
Let your heart be mine to break,
A paradise for you I promise to make,
I will always be real and never be fake.

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Khud sa maanga tha khuda se,
Din dena baccho sa,
Zid dena chattan sa,
Samajh dena duniya sa,
Man dena paani sa,

Dil diya jo sabko bhaayein,
Zid di jo sabko haraye,
Samajh jaise keetabo se gehra,
Man se tere pyar kaise na ho paayein?

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In a universe where time is actually relative,
Where feelings of the heart are seemingly addictive,
Why worry about things which are not so corrective?
Let all this be one hell of a narrative!!

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Teri  saason se hoon mai waaqif,

Teri har adaa pe meri nazar hai,

Ye doori to hai sirf faaslon ki,

Teri har muskurahat ki mujhe khabar hai...

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Kis tarah ki ye deewangi ki har taraf sirf tum nazar aao,

Is sehme se dil mai bas tumko hi basaun,

Kya ikraar kare mohabbat ka tumse e haseen,

Bol do ek baar to is seene ko cheer ke dikhau.

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The Red Sun

Her:

The sun is red today
Of all the agonies and pain
That withered her color away
The sun is red today
The color of betrayal and happiness
Of lust and moments of sadness
The sun is red today
Almost like a never ending sunset
My thoughts are running deep
Words aren't falling into the right places
Of all the mysteries and dreams
I feel like losing myself in it
Red is the color I'm wearing
Uncanny as if it was predestined
The sun and me
So different
Yet alike.

Him:

The sun is red today
Of all the happiness and hope
Embracing the brightness  within
The sun is red today
The colour of blood and life
Of birth and moments of pain
The sun is red today
It finally ends in its serene sunset
My thoughts finally put to sleep
Words no longer have the spirit
Heart has no strength to beat
Upon the final moments my lips betray a final smile
The sun flows out of my veins
I patiently wait for it to trickle out
The light is now just a fade
The sun and me so different
Yet together we set.

Like Bubbles She Is...

She frolicked and danced high up in the air,

Like freedom itself without despair;

Not caring about anyone she didn't look down,

Every colour she saw added to her gown!

Like bubbles she was so full of hope,

Climbed the trees without a rope;

Where ever she went, got welcomed with smiles,

Children ran with her for many miles..

Cute as a button small and round,

Not by anyone could she ever be bound;

Like ideas in head she took leaps and hops,

Even her laughter sounded like bursting plops!

A Price For Freedom

Tears golden she hid all day... within her forceful smiles,

Her feet despaired in agony for all those depressed miles,

Wriggling in her feelings she tried to break the shackled mind,

Some little peace, some serenity was all she tried to find,

Alas! oh world cos all she caught was a twig in stormy sea,

Nothing to ever hold on on to... is the price she paid for being free....