Illusions...

There`d been a series of long sleepless nights
Each with an aberrant story trailing the former
But watching out wide through those night skies
Dragged me each time a little more towards her

Never had I before heard the silence talking
To the empty fields and the mellow breeze
Nor had I ever seen the street lights glittering
With the scariest shadows under the gregarious trees

The benevolent moon and the glorious stars kept smiling
That every hour dreaded as every moment would pass.
And the night centered by countless felicitous vibes
Evenly feared its fate eventually towards the edge, alas.

For the time`s sake I did beg to my unquenched eyes
To halt the vagrant search for a while
But they kept still throughout my repetitive urges
Chasing the face holding that precious smile.

It was not before tonight when I decided
To challenge the existence of my illogical beliefs,
The impulsive and inclined illusions,
The biased life as of a fallen leaf.

It was not before tonight when I learnt
To befool the heart with these foreseen delusions
It`d now went quite transparent that
It was impossible to avoid her enduring intrusions

The scented illusions gave me their final touch,
Pillowing her virtual lap left behind the real pain
Everything went blank for a moment when the eyes rested
Before they appeared again…

थोड़ी कोशिश...

थोड़ी बारिश, थोड़ी कोशिश, थोड़ी शिद्दत हो गयी
थोड़ी हिम्मत, थोड़ी किस्मत, थोड़ी उल्फत हो गयी |
तुम मिले जो इस तरह तो
थोड़ी चाहत हो गयी |

तनहा से बैठे हम थे ऐसे
पल थे कुछ गुमनाम से
तुम जो बैठे पलकों में कल से
थोड़ी राहत हो गयी |

आज सुबह हँस रही है तेरी इस मुस्कान से
हम दीवाने हो रहे हैं तेरे उस अभिमान पे |
हंसके भी आज जीने की
थोड़ी मोहलत हो गयी |

सूरत जो ऐसी तुम ने थामी
सूरज भी मुरझा गया,
पल यहाँ रोशन हुआ तो
थोड़ी हैरत हो गयी |

कह ना पाए कुछ ना तुमसे
लफ़्ज़ों से लाचार हुए,
देखते ही रह गए बस
ऐसी हालत हो गयी |

साथ चलने तुम लगे भी
और तुमको ये पता नहीं,
साए के संग चलने की भी
थोड़ी आदत हो गयी |

तेरे आगे झुकने लगे जब
दूर तब रहने लगा रब,
और तुमसे क्या कहें अब
थोड़ी जन्नत हो गयी |

इस सुबह के दरम्यां ही
सारी हसरत हो गयी |
रोज़ ऐसी ही सुबह की
थोड़ी मन्नत हो गयी...

The Window...

The only window in my room smiling towards the orient

Took me towards the peerless artistry outside.

In an attempt to reveal the most abstruse,

I did weigh everything around that I eyed.

Hollow nights silently graved away one after the other

With a hope that dawn would fetch the holy showers.

It did welcome the moment graciously,

Leaving behind the surreptitious witching hours.

There did come with the arrival of each sun,

The blissful belief in this cataclysmic prankish mind.

Watching the beatific shades flying in the morning sky,

Everyday did I wander about what I might find

Birds passed by in exhilarating patterns across the horizon,

Some towards the infinite glow and some conversely,

Some did sit by the pane talking in elegantly sharp phones

And some to my surprise came inside deliberately.

They`d pick their favorite spots about the scentless hold,

They`d scroll the eyes around as if they could sense the scopes,

They`d fly their ways out as the sun did lose its delirium

And they`d come back again to challenge all my virtual hopes.

There did come a day when came a distorted wind

Chasing an enchanted intangible aura from the north

That stamped it strong with an agonistic, rude temper

Causing it to tremble furiously back and forth.

A storm followed next, intruding right inside my chamber

Thawing everything that took a stand in its way.

The hours passed in such a hurry that I couldn`t see

That the fliers were ceasing to stay .

The breaths I took went heavier, deeper and colder,

I could feel the vibes around, saturated with silent screams.

I wondered whether this was life

Or was I living an ineffable dream.

The only window in my room smiling towards the orient

Started seeking for the elixir from the yellow sun,

Suddenly when I realized it being inertly closed

And me standing still facing a bright white pigeon...