May 4, 2011

Back Seat

Longing for these days when the journey started
Never knew where would I be
and there isn't any big change
except, I lost me

Drained , jammed and packed,
are the streets where I walk
thinking all to myself
and no one else to talk

Or standing by the night
and listening to its beats
no control whatsoever
aimless ascents and retreats

perhaps
this is what happens
when the life takes a back seat

Mar 8, 2011

narangi aur syaah


doobti shaam me  kuch nazar aata hai
jaise koi neeche utar aata hai

timtimate hue diye deekh padte hain
jalte khwabon ka koi sheher aata hai

khidkiyon se jhaank ab dikhe bhi to kya
na koi musafir idhar aata hai

lete lete socha need aayegi
par aankhon ko sab kuch nazar aata hai

lahron se batien karne ka man tha
koi jane kyun fir saher aata hai

doob jayen is samandar me lekin
doobti shaam me kuch nazar aata hai