♥ Pages of my love story … ♥

July 28 2010

The pages of my love story,

Will remain white forever,

Not just for being juvenile,

But, to admire its virginity forever.

Mausam se kehna, haule badalna,

Aata mujhe bhi, fisalke chalna,

Thoda sa badhna, thoda thithorna,

Tere saath se, bheeg-sawarna!!

Bin gudgudee, thahaake lagana,

Bin ruthe hi, tujhse manvaana,

Bina nashe ke, pyaar jatana,

Tujhse seekha, zindagi jee jaana!!

Sang gudgudee, dil chuu jana,

Sang udhahrann , baatein banana,

Sang hasaye, tanha rulana,

Tujhse seekha, zindagi jee jana!!

Mausam gava hai, asar toh hua hai,

Thithorta tha jo pehle, abb bekhuf chala hai,

Tu hi wajah hai, tu hi dua hai,

Haan maana mujhe bhi, ishq hua hai!!

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The pages of my love story,

Will never turn yellow,

Because I fall in love with you,

Every single day and every single hour.

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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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…

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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