Shayad dosti yahii!!

Jo baat kehne ko hai, itni zaroori sii nahi!
Koi shabd naata samjhae, mumkin abb nahii!
Yaadein ho sopni, aesi bhi majboori nahii!
Naa jaane kyu likh raha main, shayad dosti yahii!

Har raaz apna tujhe hai batana,
Teri har baat ko apna banana,
Tu rakh sambhaal jitni ho baatein,
Mere har lamhr par behisaab hakh jatana!

Tera mera jaese ho naata purana,
Abb dosti ko aakhiri saans tak hai nibhana,
Jis pal mujhe tujhe chhod jaana hoga,
De duga Rab ko agle janam milne ka bahana!

Jiss pal lage kisi mode pe akela hai tu,
Kissi safar ke dohrahe pe baitha hai tu,
Dekh, ek raasta meri parchhaai dekhaega,
Rakhna sambhaal apni roshni, parchaai kho na baithe tu!

Aawan jawan hoga khushi gam k mausam ka,
Ghulna dhulna hoga har taraf rango kaa,
Aanam faanam kar baithoo koi bhool toh,
Har pal ko na dosh dena unn pal kaa!

Jo baat kehne ko hai, itni zaroori sii nahi!
Koi shabd naata samjhae, mumkin abb nahii!
Yaadein ho sopni, aesi bhi majboori nahii!
Naa jaane kyu likh raha main, shayad dosti yahii!

koi nahii...hai koi nahii...

Aaj ek pal k liye toh laga jaese mera sab kuchh chhot raha hai, par agle hii pal muskaan phir laut aai, abb dil ne jaan liya tha jiss SAB kii soch raha hoo woh toh hai hii nahii.....


Koi nahii, koi nahii hai paas naa koi door,
koi nahii, koi nahii yaha dard naa koi noor.

Chahe kitna bhi tha uss raat mein andhera,
din mein kon kahega woh diya hai mera,
pal pal chhin tii mitt ti uski pehchaan sang,
adhura saa lagega uska wahi pe basera.

Koi nahii, koi nahii hai paas naa koi door,
kahi nahi, kahi nahi koi apeksha naa shabd jo karein majboor.

Ek diya hai jo intezaar mein apne ko jalae rehta hai,
sameer k umeed mein lau ko sehlaane baitha hai,
diya naa jaane sameer kaa chaand sitaro se hua dostana kyu?
par tapish aur aanshuo sang chup rehkar hi sab kehta hai.

Koi nahii, koi nahii hai paas naa koi door,
par abb naa saath usse kabool naa judai manzoor.

Magan mera yaar uss jashne raat mein jo hai suhaani,
aur idhar koi chalega dohraane beete din raat kii kahani,
RAB na karein, par agar ho zaroorat usko uskii chhute MEET ki,
itni badi duniya mein kya woh dhoond paega itni aasaani???

(shayad yeh daastaan abb kuchh samajh aajae..
ek dost tha mera, sabke liye hamesha ready, koi problem ho woh solve karega, kyuki woh uski problem ban jaati thi. Ek dinn mila usse ek pehchaan waala badi problem mein, raha nahii gaya usse kyuki usse woh pehchaan waala jo kal tak uske liye jyada importance nahi rakhta hai aaj apna laga.
kii har koshish uski life mein khushiya laane kii, aur haa uss kaali raat mein ussi ne lai thi khushiyo ko roshni. Phir hua din, kya abb uss diye kii lite kii zaroorat hai kissi ko?
diye mein samaai uski aatmaa dinn kii dhoop mein udd jaati hai, aur phir uska waha hona koi maaene nahii rakhta.

Dinn beet jaatein hai woh mera dost intazaar mein kii abb uska woh naya apna usse apni zndagi k kuchh pal baatega, usse baataegaa apni khushiya aur gam phr.
par abb woh apni duniya , ani khushiyo mein magan ho chuka hai.

ek jagah ban rahii hai khushiya, aur waha (diya) mera dost intzaar mein kii aaj aaegi usse meri yaad. yaad aati toh hai par usse nahii, kissi aur raahi ko jisse zaroorat hai kissiki jo uski mushkil door karde, phir shuru ho jaati hai wahii kahani. par abb bhi mera dost wahii hai, apne beetein apne k paas, kii shayad abb usse uski zaroorat ho. par abb thodi der ho chuki hai....)

दिल ने चाहा.....

के खुल के रो लू दिल ने चाहा.....
के मुस्कुराते मुखोटे को जला दू दिल ने चाहा ....

जो अरमानो को दबाया कुछ सायो क लिए ,
जी लू उन संग कुछ पल जीने के लिए,
जलाया अपनी रोह को कुछ कर्मो क लिए ,
उस राख को घोल पी लू हसीं नशे के लिए.
उस नशे में ही शायद दिल राज़ खोल दे,
दिल में कैद शब्दों की बात बोल दे.

के खुल के रो लू दिल ने चाहा.....
के आंसुओ में गम को डूबा दू दिल ने चाहा ...

ना फ़रमाया हमने फरमाइशो के लिए,
ना जताया हमने कुछ नजदीकियों के लिए,
जो चला चले उन संग एक सफ़र के लिए,
हर नकारात्मक की फिदरत बदलने के लिए,
अपनी स्मिति से उनकी सूरत में ढलने के लिए,
अगर जादू है तोह हां कुछ करिश्मों के लिए.

के खुल के रो लू दिल ने चाहा.....
पर कोन आएगा आंसू पोछने दिल को समझाया,
दिल बोला बोहत है तेरे भी चाहने वाले,
पर दिल क्या जाने सब चाहते है तब तक,
जब तक हम है मुस्कुराते हुए उनको समझाने वाले......

kyu?

kyu aaj itna hinsak hai tu,
kyu pratishoudh kii chintan mein tu,
kyu taal raag se door tu,
kroth aakrosh kaa roop tu......

mann chanchal hai main maanta,
satya k liye kiye sang garsh ko maanta...
par lekhan aur shabad k bhasha chhod ke,
astra se hii ladna kyu tu jaanta.....

yeh ahankaar hai yaa apna swarth hai,
yeh parwaah hai yaa pyaar hai,
har kroth kaa karan boond bhar hi hota hai,
jo sagar mein mil sabko dubota hai,
jab kaaya apas tat par aati hai,
bas ek shaant shav hii reh jaati hai....

for a true friend...

May i tel u or not,
u were der to listen my every thought.

when de rains of sadness followed me,
ur words were der to let me free.

when de chains of fears bound me,
ur smile as their as a shade of tree.

My success, my failure all i shared wid u,
every lane of my life had nothin concealed from u.

Starting my day by giving u a miss call,
praying the Almighty to never let u fall.

Ur ideas were keys for my life's locks,
ur words were as success's building blocks.

Happy birth day....

In the betwixt august and october,
a day came, I don't finely remember,
God decided to land on earth,
& it was occasion of an angel's birth.

The beginning blossomed the complete town,
& u finely owned the purest crown.
The first day of another lovely year,
a year of new tomorrows, shining bright & clear.

After many folds, again commence the new session,
surely it will remain without a hinge of doubt & tension.
May ur birthday hold bright and beautiful xperience,
all around u will find ur elegant appearance.

I know u realized its ur day,
so dear i wish u a happy birthday......

I was not intrested in the game

Opposite charges attract each other,
so was taught by my physics teacher,
I verified dis law on my first date,
yaa i know its neither difficult nor great..

I raised my level from wisky to bear,
really she appear more beautiful letting in bear with fear,
I dont know how dating achieved seduction's name,
but I was not intrested in the game....

ONe, tow three, five bottles were finished,
bot no physical contact was still established,
coz i was aware of wat is love n lust,
If former is air den later is its dust....

The rolling eyeballs hence gained equilibrium,
& constant gazing continued in timing medium,
I dont know ho infatuation got dis erotic name,
but I was not intrested in the game....

The dating resumed in de hotel's room,
I felt like making love with my groom,
kissing licking , hugging accompanied the night,
even lying naked pleased it that dim light...

Every contact was made so systematic,
as if planned nd even compiled automatic,
I dont know how pain vanished in pleasure's name,
but I was not intrested in the game....

where r u..??

where r u..??

Running miles to acquire faded contentment,
others' downfall is celebrated as special moment,
waiting in queues for high profiled position,
don't they we all have same destination.

beauty was for appreciation,
living relation was solitude's substitution,
but now who de hell cares for emotions,
who has time except for monetary expansions.

truth dissolves in the dirty hand,
now people cant trust people of their own land,
this dirt is concealed only by polished coins,
and only these can fill relations gap forming joints.......

DEEDS only FEED!!!!

Which ever path u choose,
what ever u gain or lose,
in what ever field u specialize,
but one day u will realize,
DEEDS ONLY FEED!!

Whether cheating in ur annual xam,
or stealing hens from your uncle's farm,
While giving your friends wrong information,
or making fun of others relations,
concealing the reality from ur parents,
giving them long lasting shocking currents,
but the day u find them crying,
ur deeds ll not let any further buying,
the good or bad that u need,
and u ll know DEEDS ONLY FEED !!

Moving away from the trust of everyone,
u ll only criticize on what u have done,
but don't think its the end of ur fake story,
possessing no honor and no glory.
Its only a sign to bring about a change,
merely transforming ur thinking range.
Now its time to do good not just for your own gain,
But for those ho are suffering from one or other pain,
that you gifted them for their care,
So, now trusting you will really be a dare
Finally you must realize
DEEDS ONLY FEED !!

LOST IN SOLITUDE......

U can't figure out my tribulation,
the moment U know it,
surely it ll b our last encounter.

Being away from almost every relation,
& my solitude trying hard to suppress every trepidation.

Not being well thrice a week,
hence my solitude utters but unable to seek,
my finance is waiting for the wedding,
but mow its time to fold my bedding,
to leave this beautiful bowl,
as i m not permitted to do any foul.

God snatched from me many special opportunities,
and even its against my virtuous duties.
As then again their ll initiate the same story,
without a hinge of joy , without any glory.

This solitude is beyond my endurance,
as if living seasons without any elegance,
as if walking alone in a crowded lane,
as if a beautiful painting ready to wane.

Phenomenon of missing...

While giving shape to ur fantasies,
while knocking doors during emergencies,
while distinguishing right or wrong,
life invites many people who makes u strong,
including ur family members n friends,
and shaping relations that never bends.

Along with the fold in ages,
we want but can't bound them in cages,
to be with them for the entire life span,
explaining yourself " why not they can?",
knowing that they can't stay forever,
but still these beautiful days should last forever.

Hence initiates the Phenomenon of missing,
the phenomenon accompanied with numerous wishings,
wishes that could bring back the past,
bringing those who are much more den the world so vast.
busy in smiles n wet eyes for no reason,
we know nothing could bring bring u back 4m dis dreamy season.

Whrn crowded lanes sounds silent,
and reminisence gives ultimate merriment,
when nights passes gazing the stars,
and morning breeze brings the smell of flowers.
this fragrance will try to bring out memories so pl;easing,
this is nothing but Phenomenon of missing...

When only misscalls gives u great pleasure,
and viewing captured moments is the best leisure,
when unintentionally u dials her number,
and the talk begins with random murmur,
u try to keep the conversation ball rolling,
this is what i call Phenomenon of missing....