Toh kya

Bhari gullak ko farsh pe naa toda,

toh kya sanjoya,

masoom rango ne nayi diwaar ko naa goda,

toh kya dhoya.

Tere aanso ne kissi k rongte nai chede,

toh kya roya,

sudhaar na saka unko jo the fidrat se tede,

toh kya boya.

Subah uthne ke baad dubara nahi soya,

toh kya soya,

Barso ke ishq ko ek pal mein naa khoya,

toh kya khoya.

People

People,

pure, passionate, poised,

People,

pretentious, perverts, possessed.

Their hunger,

honest, hiked, horny.

Their needs,

natural, nasty, naughty.

Their intensions,

innocent, immoral, inapt.

Their relations,

rude, righteous, rough.

Their soul,

soothing, sceptic, stubborn.

Their believes,

begrimed, bold, bluffed.

Their sizes,

 stiff, small, stuffed.

People,

prized, prideful,  prudent,

People,

poor,  potent, perfectly imperfect.

Century of forwards between You and Me

Plethora of aesthetic emotions,

within someone's words,

and You reply, "Nice Read :)",

making them random forwards.

Neither adoration to His creation,

Nor any couplet from poetic soul,

No flattery, no filthy flirts,

But forwarding just peculiar forwards.

A fresh for morning and lazy one for night,

I spared hours for browsing them online,

Even sometimes, I bugged my friends,

"Please send some forwards just one last time."

Feelings became forwards, forwards became chats,

and heaps of flowing words blushing on my pad,

centuries of forwards, occupying my cell phone,

Will you be my lover for this century if not more?

An ache

An ache,

tossed and twisted,

of reason unknown,

touches me every now and then,

but whenever I look into it,

it fakes, it smiles and then settles.

An ache,

jewelled and lured,

of desires unknown,

touches me every other night,

but the moment the lightning strikes,

it fakes, it smiles and then settles.

An ache,

punned and salted,

of fears unknown,

touches me in the crowd,

but the moment I feel detached,

it fakes, it smiles and then settles.

The Escape Routes

Sometimes I feel to walk away

from those trivial meetings,

shut-down my pc,

disappear from my office,

and get my room locked.

Sometimes I wish to sleep

all day and night,

without responding to any noise

 that reach my ears.

Sometimes I scroll randomly

over my facebook profile,

with no intension,

to reply to anyone.

Sometimes I do converse,

on all futile things,

I never intended to share.

Sometimes I plan movies,

at times for dinners and treats,

even for double-tongued faces.

At times I snub for everything

how so ever rude it may sound.

Every time I think of

these "sometimes"-thoughts,

I fell they are nothing but escape routes!

You and Me Part 9

You,

 the flesh from the purest cells,

 holding the richest blood.

You,

 the mould from the finest curves,

 carrying the justest heart. 

You,

the blessing for my virtuous deeds,

pleasing all my words and needs.

You,

 the essence of my joyous existence,

 the evidence of my vicious subsistence. 

You,

the warmth that could dry the tears,

the grip that could seize the fears. 

You, 

the nexus to my every wish, 

the filler to all my ephemeral bliss.

And Me,

just your crazy lover.

You, Me and our Friendship - Little Confusion!

(You and Me Part 8)

I want a table for two,

You convince me it to be for five,

I crave for just you and me,

You make me feel it won’t look nice.

I only want to spend some time with you,

Let destiny decide how it goes with you,

I really don’t want to think what others say,

Life without you will be miserable every day.

You, the beauty, and Me, the admirer,

I am not out of words, but make up to be a liar.

If I would have been selfish,

I may have left you the other day,

When you told you love someone else,

But love can be jealous, but never selfish.

Many times I say to my mirror “We are friends”,

But, when I look into your eyes its hard to pretend,

And this crazy world knows all about my feelings,

You don’t see it or you too pretend?

You, my love, and Me, just your friends,

Still with a hope that things may work in the end.