Power

They say “with great power comes great responsibility”,

But I never understood,

Is it A Powerful world or A responsible one?

Hints of power are solemnly framed,

Within the minds of harassed victims,

and through coins of desired dictation.

Doubts on responsibility are thus outlined,

That the thought leading this subject is:

I am powerless; it’s not a responsibility of mine.

Their inner guilt is powerless; the will is powerless,

The mirror still exists, yet behind the curtains,

The force to unclothe it, such pious soul is powerless.

Till power is derived from votes and bucks,

Responsible words will remain confined,

And our existence still pre-defined.

Philosophy of colours

The way I cherish virgin white pages,

No other shade can ever do.

Still blissful occasions avert my presence,

As darkness is what, I am referred to.

-Black

I relinquish my virginity,

With the slightest of splash.

Still my tranquility persists,

Dumping the havoc in trash.

-White

My birth evanesce sharp boundaries,

leading to the altruistic union.

I can push intelligence in matter,

Even my name may deteriorate a section.

-Grey

I signify romance and relation,

Still flow with hatred and division.

I can make you feel distinguished,

And even I can send you off the field.

-Red

Seldom I am lighter shade of love,

Else my soul only receives disgust.

I refuse to be associated with gender,

Rather I want to stand parallel to “the Best”.

-Pink

Within music, I am depressed,

Being with films, I highly regret.

To me, I want to be the” unknown”,

touching dry heights and wet depths.

-Blue

Vajood Vidaa...

Labdii see pehla sard raata ch tennu,

Hun ek khullad chaa toh hi rajdi aa,

Chhaddya tu yaa main tennu,

Haal dono daa ekko jaya,

Sajke hun sajna kii karna ,

Jadd dekhhan wala hi chhad gaya!

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Vajood Vidaa,

Majoor fizaa,

Bin dhue hi jali yeh chita!

Vajood Vidaa…

Tere, mere,

Rishtey ka!

Buland aawaaz karo kaese?

Dosh teri jholi bharo kaese?

Shor ko bezubaa kaho kaese?

Doriyaan dekh chup raho kaese?

Vajood Vidaa,

Dastoor sazaa,

Kuchh boondo se hi rang mita!

Vajood Vidaa...

Tere, mere,

Rishtey ka!

Judaai hase juda main kab,

Aaina hi jhootha laage jab,

Sochu bharo unme rang abb,

Par dhol jae sang sang sab!

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And I still believe in love,

Since I had once been in love!

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Th love in me- liquid of infinite viscosity,
It won't melt, rather it ll sear my soul!

Soul- splitting into two halfs,
no part showing any intact quote!
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If its time for the last word of my page, It should be love..!!

Obscure(2)…

Thoughts that evaporated,

Desire to condense on an untouched page!

They can’t retain the same site,

Hence, one again, they are obscure!

Uss boond ki tamanna…

Kahi gir, gum hone ki tamanna nahi,

Sagar mei gote lagana chaho main.

Naam na milega “moti” sa mujhe,

Par chhor chhone ka yahi zariya chaho main.

Lehre toh chahegi dooriyaa laana,

Phir bhi sang chalna ho toh aaj raat aajana!

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I even want someone to knock my door,

Still I prefer being locked by my neighbor.

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For me,

It needs to be obscure…

Obscure…

Brimming emotions, yet resisting catharsis!
I am set to pen down, under an obscure mode!

Ek Zarre ki khwaaish…

Tham jaoga main thodi nami se,
Chhupai tere naino ne jo khushi mein.
Darbadar bhatakne ki fidrat chhod,
Pura hona chahta hoon issi zindagi mein!
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I want someone to track my shade,
Still I prefer switching off the light!
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For me,
It need to be obscure…

Untitled...punjabi poem..

“The heart was made to be broken.”
Oscar Wilde

Jogann kendi aa…
Sadde saanjhe supne main vekhdi rayi,
Te mahi mera kinniya raata sutta c nai,
Akhkha khulli der raat te main kalli c khadi,
Jiththe kal c amrit hun anjhua di nadi bahii!
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Karda c pyaar o mainnu hun tak aetbaar,
Twadde darr ne kitta c o akhkhara da waar,
Kedi darrdi nabj rishte da naa badal gai,
Unnu hune v supna maan akhkha band kar payi!
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Oude waapas aan di chah ch sajdi aa,
Ae karke main roj swer bue te bendi aa,
O de aan de weham ch muk jave naa hun jindri,
Hunn raata nu ae soch hi main dardi aa!
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Rishta naa badal gaya, te darr apni roh,
Rab di mehr hunn main v badli soch rakhdi:

“Haiga o mera ta Rab ne appe sannu kol kar dena,
Vakhari je saddi rah, koi naa sannu ek kr sakda!”
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“Relationships are like glass. Sometimes it's better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together.”
Anonymous

Badle mein MAIN badal raha..!!

badle (revenge) mein main badal (change)raha...

Asht-Vasht se halaat hai,
Kirno ka subah se naata nahi!
Chamak jo thi kal paak se,
Daag hi ban aaj chubh rahi!

Ek kaanch ki chubhan ne,
Darpan ke maaine badal diye!
Khud ka yeh chehra dekhlo,
Itne bhi fursat k lamhe nahi!

Lehra rahii thi jo patang,
Mere maanje ne kaat di!
Apna sa laga abb jab aasmaa,
Kyu phir tanhaai khaa rahi!

Har kann jo raakh sang dafan hai,
Apne hii chere galat jaachta!
Dhulne ko raaji har daag hai,
Par pyaasa phir bhi aag hi maangta!

Apne hi aks se dhoka kar raha,
Meri liye bani kudrat se lad raha,
Khud jal raha, tujhe jalaa raha,
Badle mein main badal raha!
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Badle mein main badal raha!

Ye have heard that it hath seen said, Thou shalt love thy neighbor, and hate thine enemy.
But I say unto you, love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you;
That ye may be the children of your father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.
For if ye love them which love you, what reward have ye? Do not even the publicans do the same?
And if ye salute your brethren only, what do ye more than others ? Do not even the publicans so?
Be ye therefore prefect, even your father which is in the heaven is perfect.

Mathew 5: 43-48

Hor mainnu hunn ki chaida!

Ajj rab ne v sannu asisaa dittiya,
Kinne saawan bhijje sii assi kalle,
Ajj mee ne mere ijhaar nu ek naa ditta!

Laa ditti jo rab ne mohar,
Hor mainnu hunn ki chaida!

Teri pavtarr akhkha ch apni roh saaf vekhla,
Har pal di tasveer le, kite saamb rakhla,
Tu sang, hor jeen waaste ki chaida.

Inne sachche mahi de prem agge,
Hor mainnu hun ki chaida!

Raata nu teri akhkha da ujala mileya,
Swer chadi teri bul to hokar aaya,
Ek chaa da pyaala mileya!

Chade har din aeho jaya,
Hor mainnu hunn ki chaida!

Kinni soni tarah tu mennu pura karta,
Udd de kore kagaj nu shyahi naal bharta,
Na jana kado shyahi ne sadde naa nu naal jodta,

Sunahre akhkhara waali prem kahani agge,
Hor mainnu hunn ki chaida!
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Hor mainnu hunn ki chaida!

Hor mainnu bas inna chaida,
Marn walle ankhkha vich tu chaida!

CoNfUsiOns!!

Why I turned back when was on right lane,
Why she smiled as if we will never meet again,
Why the night pretended that glow will be more,
Why the raindrops on her cheeks tasted sour.

Confusions, little confusions!

Friends say I am seduced,
Temporarily accused,
Partially obtuse.
And I can’t even refuse,
Since I am confused,
Totally confused!


Why I wait for calls but the cell never rings,
Why with anonymous blank call my heart wrings,
Why I stares the cup of coffee losing all its heat,
Why my victories seem paired with scars of defeat.

Confusions, little confusions!


Friends say I am seduced,
Temporarily accused,
Partially obtuse.
And I can’t even refuse,
Since I am confused,
Totally confused!

Am I in love or just infatuation?
Is it Fleeting reality or eternal illusion?
Am I ‘in’ relation or merely ‘on’ relation?
Is it Unbreakable bond or feasible separation?
Confusions, little confusions!
Confusions, only confusions!

Let's not pretend..!!

Let’s be ourselves, let’s not pretend tonight,
There’s fervour in you, Let me smoulder tonight.
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Woh kasak, woh sharmo haya kho gayi,
Jo tu meri baaho mein aa soo gayi.
Haya k aangan mein dard yoh chhota,
Tapish toh thi par tera aainaa na toota.
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Let’s be ourselves, let’s not pretend tonight,
There’s something missing, let us fuse tonight.
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Nazakat dekhiye iss raat ki,
Chaand ne bhi khudko chupa diya,
Ejazat lii humne aapkii,
Aapko apni roh se mila diya.
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Let’s be ourselves, let’s not pretend tonight,
There’s life in you, don’t let me die tonight.
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Let’s not pretend, let’s not pretend tonight…

Wats dis..final part...

Every convergence initiates divergence,
that too when the two lanes meet.

Khud keh alvida, main jee naa saka,
Kehna tha sach par saaki ban na saka….
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It was limpid, I added more.
Particles settled, I thought of stirring more.
Mere misconceptions. .
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Bhitar hai dar,
Par shabdo ko kisski rok..??


Naa chhod adhuri koi baat,
Jaane kab Mahi tujhe adhura karde.
Meri toh sun li Rab Ne,
Par kon jaane, Roshan ghar kab jalde.

Wats dis...

Part 2:

Hairat mein ho, dil kii is harkat pe,
Jeene ko bole, saanse chheen karke…
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Life can’t provoke to pretend.
Oh God! Let the glow be restricted,
Silhouette wants to be a dark unused leaf.
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Diye hai bujhe-bujhe,
Abb jale bhi kyu..??

Naa unme bachi koi aag hai,
Naa lau sehlaane ko hawa.
Roshan hoti aaj bhi zindagi,
Naa kehta agar main ALVIDA.

wATS DIS...

New Style poetries..:
I named dis as "WATS DIS STYLE"...

Part 1:

Baatein…. Yaadon mein tapdeel ho rahi,
Aur yaadein…. baatein kuchh aesi kar rahi..
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Irreconcilable feelings collided tonight,
With unrevealed roots,
Having unseen destination.
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Tairaaq naa main,
gehra hai dariya,
Phir bhi kyu naa duba main..??

Duae uski kya abb bhi hai paas,
Yaa
Tann ko bhi abb na roh ka ehsaas.
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untitled...

Shattered I was, confined I feel.
With each clicking second,
Happier and happiest, I will be.

Rotten thoughts supped, pale I was at times.
With each clicking second,
Unfettered and unchained, smiles will be.

Blurred beautiful images, I placed at inky corners.
With each clicking second,
Soothing and pleasing, lightening will be.

Shadows frightened me; still I needed the sunlight.
With each clicking second,
Burned and buried, my doubts will be.

I will be free; my thoughts will be free,
With each clicking second,
Amiable and exalted, my existence will be.

....a farmer's grief...

how it feels like when all ur earnings are destroyed by an off season rain...

Har boond paseene kii di dharti ko,
kya woh boonde kam padi,
behne ka naya karan diya aansuo ko,
yeh barish aaj khushiyo k aade khadi.

Rakha khayaal apni aulaad samaan,
unka main, mere woh bhagwaan,
par jab waqt aaya fal dene kaa,
laa di Rab ne baadh mere sapno par,
lii karwat waqt ne, mausam dard lene ka,
ruthi duniya, chal diya waqt dard de kar.

barasna hi tha, toh baraste jab maine chaha,
woh punji thi pure saal ki jisko tune hai khaya,
abb kaese bharo pet apne parivaar ka,
jisse seecha wahi kaaran gum ki barsaat kaa.

par abb bhi umeed hai,
gum k baad ki khushiya
shayad kareeb hai...
lautaega dene waala woh din,
kyuki dekh na paega woh bhi,
mujhe khushiyo bin....

I am…??

I sacrifice, I compromise,
I compel, I provoke,
I create, I separate,
I probe, I conceal.

I am insanity, I am spirituality,
I am bliss, I am pain,
I am mature, I am juvenile,
I am panacea, I am frisky.

I am for you, I am for others,
I am for saints, I am for sinners,
I am for flora, I am for fauna,
I am for opulent, I am for indigent.

I am in nature, I am in soul.
I am in deed, I am in heed.
I am in scolding, I am in forgiving,
I am in qualms, I am in pranks.
I am all around, I am LOVE.

I admire U...

This poem is dedicated to one of my best buddy...on his birthday ( 13 feb )...
so do read my new work..do comment n wishes him to.....

I sit back, I lay down, I stand,
Sometimes I endure, finding myself bend,
To locate answers for certain freakish doubts,
That what eminent deed I did to earn such a friend.

I admire, I adore, I acclaim,
Sometimes I rebuff, finding you stubborn,
Still your altruism never match any legacy,
Sorry, Illogical comparison I did, for such a divine entity.

No Sonnet, no Saga, no Satire,
can portray the perky purity of your heart.
No Folk, no Formation, no Foxtrot,
can tacitly express your soulful dance.

No Dumb show, no Duologue, no Docudrama,
can judge your character in the performance.
The blessings you gained throughout your age,
Are all reflected in your exemplary artistic image.

Life is beautiful, I derived from ur mind’s open book,
Hence, A beautiful mind entered my life’s notebook.
I pray ur world be just like heaven,
Sweetened be ur dreams at morning se7en.
Who knows, how serendipity make them come true,
So be prepared and tighten your loose screws.

Aakhari Paigaam..! The last letter….

Kal kii nami kaa, aankho ko ehsaas pata,
Chhae sannaate mein, dard ki awaaz pata,
Aaj “khone ka darr”, kehlaega “khona” kal,
Ae umar, inn aakhiri palo mein toh aaraam se dhal.
Aakhiri paigaam, meri aakhari saanso k naam!

Jalu naa dhoop mein, Tune diya apna saaya,
Chalo sahi raah par, tune raah ko roshan banaya,
Naato se chhotkar, mitti mein ghulne ko hai tann mera,
Ae Rab, rakhna khayaal, meri kami sang bhi rahe khushiyo ka dera.
Aakhiri paigaam, mere Rab k naam!

Umar beete bin Rab sabki, maine toh jamte hi Rab ko dikha,
Bankar aapka pratiroop, har pal jeene ka hi dhang seekha.
Rakhta aakhiri maang jaankar, kal ko toh hai shant shav banna,
Itni hai meethi yaadein apni, aanso baha unhe banjar na karna.
Aakhiri paigaam, mere mumma papa k naam!

Lukka chhuppi bohat kheli, jaakar bhi kheluga yahii,
Apne aanso ko keh dena, chhupe rehna nayan mein hii,
Nazar rakhne ko main ho raazi, tum dono pe puri zindagi,
Haste rehna bin jhagde bhi, usme na karna koi bandagi.
Aakhiri paigaam, mere bhai behan k naam!

Mazaak mein jo kar diya,pehle swarg ki katar mein lagne ka vaada,
Abb toh gunjaaish hi nahi, Rab badle mujhe bulane ka iraada,
Woh bhi jaanna chahega, kya tha aesi mast yaari ka raaz.
Bas abb Yaadoen ko bhi aese jeena,ho usse apni hi kudrat pe naaz.
Aakhiri paigaam, mere dosto k naam!

Rishtoy bin ye safar, adhuraa sa hi hota,
Kisske liye hasta,kisske kaandhe sar rakh rota.
Naa jaane saare lamhe, zindagi ki kitaab ne kab palte,
Bas abb Paane samet rakhna ,shayad khul jae chalte chalte.
Aakhiri paigaam, apne rishtoy k naam!

Puri hone ko hoti ek, toh dusri chah ubharti,
Ho agar us raah mein kami, zindagi woh raha badalti,
Badlaav ke intazaar mein, kayi seedhe raah se bhatakti,
Manzil toh sabki ek,par uski tasveer antim dino mein hi jhlakti.
Aakhiri paigaam, har ek raahi k naam!
Aakhiri paigaam, Aakhiri salaam!