Tuesday, 28 July 2015

Seven drops

A drop of dripping sweat
Of the years of toil in vain

A drop of a drying tear
For the years of silence

A drop of ethereal wine
Intoxication of madness

A drop of fresh wound blood
Of repressed anger and hate

A drop of darkest poison
Of bitterness fermented

A drop of saccharine syrup
The gullibility of ignorance

And a drop of mystery
Of unrequited open ends

Nicely churned and heated
In the flames of life's trials

And there you have it
Recipe for a true poem! 

Friday, 24 July 2015

Ek tasveer

Ek tasveer hi  toh tha j0
Mein kabhi jala na saka!
Lekin baaki jo kuch bhi tha
Sab jal ke raaq ho gaya na?

Monday, 13 July 2015

Ek aur bhi sahi

Itno ko toh mein ne jhela
Abhi tum ek aur bhi sahi
Itne saare armaan tute
Ek tumhare liye bhi sahi

Kitne saare sapne dekhe
Zindagi ne hosh phiraya
Tum bhi ek khwaab the
Neend se jaga phir sahi

Wednesday, 8 July 2015


Uncertainty really gets to me
Throwing anyone off the lane
A path generations treaded

Leading to soft, safe haven
Predictable set of outcomes
Uncertainty creates chances

It's fear of unmapped terrain
That keeps the tame ones away
From following beating hearts

Instead most of us just choose
To become a cold, dead dream
Living in fear of unpredictability