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Tuesday, June 11, 2013

एक हादसा..!!


                                      कल रात छत पर
                                      फलक की जानिब
                                      टकटकी बाँधे
                                      सियाह चादरों तले
                                      सितारों का खेल देखा
                                      कुछ मद्धिम कुछ उजले
                                      कुछ सर उठाए कुछ कुचले
                                      सब अपनी रोशनी में
                                      छुपे अंधेरों पर
                                      रोते-बिलखते से दिखे
                                      जब शायर ने
                                      किसी नाज़नीं के निगाहों
                                      को सितारा लिखा था
                                      सारे कैसे एक साथ
                                      मुस्कुराए थे,
                                      तभी अचानक
                                      एक हादसा हुआ
                                      हाँ, हादसा ही तो था
                                      धू-धू कर मेरे अरमान जले थे
                                      ख्वाबोँ का बेरहम क़त्ल हुआ था
                                      चाँद पर भी शायद खून सवार था
                                      तभी एक सितारा दूर कहीं
                                      मेरे नाम का टूटा था
                                     और
                                     सभी ने सोचा
                                     कोई दुआ क़ुबूल हुई ।

Monday, December 31, 2012

एक वो रात ऐसी थी..





रुख्सार पर भी उसके मुस्कुराहटें थीं खेलती
हुजूम-ए-अश्क़ से तर दामन था एक वो रात ऐसी थी ।

चिराग-ए-मुर्दा था वहाँ इन्सानियत का अक्स
रोशनी भी थी शर्मसार एक वो रात ऐसी थी ।

एक  बेजान होती चीख़ और वो आह-ए-आतशी
आबरू थी बेहिजाब एक वो रात ऐसी थी ।

बेपरवाह था शहर औ नुक्कड़ों पे कानून के वो बुत
बने सब बेहया तमाशबीं एक वो रात ऐसी थी ।

चन्द एक हंगामों से सही हम ज़मीर के हमज़बाँ हुए
धधकती अब तलक है आग एक वो रात ऐसी थी ।

बाद-ए-मर्ग के भी पाँव कफ़न में है हिल रहा
फ़रिश्ते भी थे कश्मकश में एक वो रात ऐसी थी।

करो एक पल तो एहसास वो ख़लिश-ए-ख़ार  ऐ अहले वतन
हमसे ही कुछ रुख्सत हुआ एक वो रात ऐसी थी ।

Sunday, August 19, 2012

A Tormentor...




                                           On the agonized path of
                                           my deserted life
                                           a lurching stride 
                                           took me to a poignancy
                                           where I coaxed to my pains
                                           but they rebuffed
                                           they wanted me to be
                                           with the same somber nights
                                           and a false aura of love,
                                           Where those pipe dreams
                                           were there to ravage
                                           my soul,
                                           with all the despondence
                                           I just kept on
                                           strolling,
                                           lightening bolts continued
                                           to flash across the sky,
                                           accidentally I witnessed
                                           a distraught cloud
                                           that was torn asunder,
                                           gulping sobs of grief
                                           I still went on 
                                          crooning
                                          with the same 
                                          nagging pain,
                                          and a tattered heart
                                          of mine.

Saturday, May 19, 2012

a firefly...




                                 a firefly
                                 instills a life within a few wombs
                                 enlivening some souls
                                 dying in the dark
                                 patting a few sobbing hearts
                                 rejuvenating some weary strides
                                 a firefly keeps glittering on.

                                 vanishing some scars on psyche
                                 making forget all those pangs
                                 freeing from some fetters
                                 burning somewhere within
                                 illuminating the vibes yet
                                 a firefly keeps glittering on

                                 quenching the thirst of pursuing fellows
                                 stimulating a few latent desires
                                 measuring the limitless depth of gloom
                                 a firefly keeps glittering on

                                 embracing all the compassions
                                 imbibing all the sorrows
                                 sprouting some brand new hopes
                                 a firefly keeps glittering on.   
                               

Thursday, February 23, 2012

ये मेरी धूमिल होती रेखाएँ..




                                                  ये मेरी धूमिल होती रेखाएँ
                                                  ये टूटती और जुड़ती आशाएँ
                                                  अब दम तोड़ रही हैं
                                                  शायद इस घुटन का अंत अब सन्निकट है,
                                                  शायद,
                                                  प्राणवायु इससे छिन सी गयी है,
                                                  अब तो कुछ शब्द भी विकृत हो चले हैं
                                                  अब बदल रही हैं कुछ परिभाषाएँ
                                                  ये मेरी धूमिल होती रेखाएँ..

                                                   सुदूर किसी बंजर के जर्जर होते
                                                   घरौदों में
                                                   कुछ किरणों की आस संजोया था कभी
                                                   सूरज की आभा भी रुष्ट है अब इनसे,
                                                   थके-हारे क़दमों से
                                                   ये असीमित दूरियां नापता  मैं
                                                   और,
                                                   ह्रदय के किन्हीं कोनों से उठती ये
                                                   आत्मीय संवेदनाएँ,
                                                   अतीत का अधिकार मेरे वर्तमान पर
                                                   इस विमूढ़ मन की
                                                   मृतप्राय सी होती आकांक्षाएँ,
                                                   ये मेरी धूमिल होती रेखाएँ..

                                                   उन दो टूक शब्दों की विचित्र सी
                                                   वो लालसा,
                                                   दो घड़ी में पूरा जीवन जी लेने का 
                                                   वो अभीष्ट,
                                                   वो पत्तों के सरसराने मात्र से
                                                   चक्रवातों का सा संशय, 
                                                   अश्रुधाराओं में डूबता-उतराता मैं
                                                   बस तुमको ही सुनता फिर,
                                                   मूक बन जाता,
                                                   किसी छद्म  आश्रय पर फलती-फूलती
                                                   कुछ  चंचल अमर-लताएं,
                                                   ये मेरी धूमिल होती रेखाएँ..

                                                   अब ये राहें दौड़ती हैं
                                                   मैं एकटक इन्हें निहारता रह जाता हूँ,
                                                   सब मेरे होने का आभाष कराते हैं
                                                   पर मैं स्वयं को ढूंढता रह जाता हूँ,
                                                   स्वविचारों से ही विद्रोह करती ये मेरी
                                                   नीरस होती कविताएँ,
                                                   ये मेरी और पूर्णतया मेरी अपनी
                                                   धूमिल होती रेखाएँ..

  


                                                   




Thursday, November 11, 2010

another DAY...






                                                 Just now
                                                 I realized somewhere deep inside of me
                                                another DAY has gone
                                                without saying a word to me
                                                I keep on moping around
                                                why does it happen to me...
                                                but as always I never find an answer
                                                and then
                                                leaving me with all
                                                unanswered questions
                                                another DAY has gone...


                                                When you are here
                                                 I feel so content
                                                 even with your silence
                                                 they say its childish
                                                 but I have been finding the purest
                                                 reality in all these
                                                 definitely its going to hurt me
                                                 still I carry on
                                                 nothing really matters at all
                                                 and then
                                                 promising a false glimpse of yours
                                                 another DAY has gone...

                                             
                                                I know I am in dark all the way
                                                not any hope seems to get me out of this
                                                but your dreamy presence
                                                for an instance even
                                                lights up all my surroundings
                                                somewhere it means a lot to me
                                                when you say
                                                see you again
                                                I feel like having another life
                                                and then
                                                proving all my dreams,
                                                merely a dream
                                                another DAY has gone...


                                               You are not going to be mine
                                                this is what my destiny holds
                                                but an unknown feeling keeps
                                                all my hopes alive
                                                I never want to know
                                                that won't be fulfilled
                                                and then
                                                giving me a lovely reason to live again
                                                another DAY has gone...                            

Friday, August 27, 2010

every NIGHT when...



                                         Every night when
                                         I try to close my eyes
                                         someone takes me away
                                         in a wonderland kind of
                                         Where everyone has
                                         a different identity
                                         like I have never ever seen before
                                         People were together
                                         not for any worldly desire
                                         but they were completing each other
                                         the sun was shining there
                                         but with a strange grace
                                         winds were blowing there
                                         but with a loving rhythm
                                         birds were chirping there
                                         but with a amazing exuberance
                                         rivers were flowing there
                                         but with a hope to be lost
                                         in the ocean of love
                                         There were
                                         No grudges
                                         No grievances
                                         No jealousy 
                                         No cut throat competition
                                         All it was around
                                         was the LOVE
                                         the sacred LOVE
                                         the unconditional LOVE
                                         without any manipulated definitions
                                         without any self made limitations
                                         Every night
                                         when I try to close my eyes
                                         It does happen to me
                                         and every night
                                         I wish that
                                         the night never comes to an end
                                         because beyond this dream world
                                         everything is a delusion for me
                                         No one has even a moment
                                         to share it with me
                                         It saddens me all the time
                                         But sun has to arise
                                         I have to awake
                                         a brand new morning awaits for me
                                         with some promising hopes
                                         and momentary pleasures
                                         don't know why
                                         but I am indifferent to all
                                         and I know it has to go on
                                         perhaps its called reality
                                         but I love that tiny space of mine
                                         with no boundaries
                                         where someone awaits for me
                                         Every night when
                                         try to close my eyes..!!!
                                         Every night when...

Friday, May 07, 2010

an INSIGHT..!!!



 

                                                           My sleepless eyes
                                                           with a calm night
                                                           A cheerful cause
                                                           with my eternal plight
                                                           A musical dawn
                                                           with my jinxed twilight
                                                           A pondering dark
                                                           with my fainting light
                                                           A dying hope
                                                           with my unknown fright
                                                           Some hurtful memories
                                                           with my endless flight
                                                            A vouch for an illusion
                                                           with my diminishing
                                                           worldly appetite
                                                           A perpetual reluctance
                                                           with my false delight
                                                           Nothing I possess
                                                           but a stoic SOUL to ignite...