बादल के एक कोने में, पलकों को अपनी मूँद, अपनी बारी का इंतज़ार करती , थी मैं एक छोटी सी बूँद. जा मिलना था मुझे उस गिरती बारिश के साथ, पहुँचना था धरा, करनी थी सपनों से बात. घूमना था ख़ानाबदोश सा मुझे, बनके नदिया का पानी, या फिर सागर के तल जा, सुलझानी थी …
Unknown faces daily travel down my memory lane, Some have the warmness of life, Some have the betrayal of life, Most are enjoying as it comes, Few insist hard to make a change, But that fading face is hard to forget, It had some unusual tale to tell, Its oceanic eyes with years of truth, …
There is a deep voice that resonates within me…. Asking me questions in endless torrents; Of pain and hurt; Of shame and frustration I bear no answer…. For the world doesn’t make sense anymore. Am I still the laughing carefree spirit? Dancing in the rain, hypnotized by the color of a flower and wearing the …
आ चल ज़रा कुछ घूम के आयें चाय के प्याले के संग कुछ बातें कर आयें आज काम का मूड नहीं कुछ, चाय पी शायद बन जाये ऐसे ही कुछ जुड़े जब दोस्त बन गए चाय के साथी। घूंट घूंट चाय के संग घंटो बतियाना इधर उधर की सच में थोडा झूठ मिला कर हंसी …
I have a dream today That one day, people will stand for right, truth and justice We will be free from the social and political dogma, ” corruption” People will recognize the power of their political affiliation I have a dream today That one day, People in the north east will not feel alienated from India We will not divide ourselves …
I know this is unexpected for you, But tell me, what should I do if my mind only accepted you? For everyone, your name is just one word, But now that one word is my whole world I will love each and every food that you’ll cook, Oh my love, I will write for you …
I remember the first day I saw you… The strong silent cautious man. The eyes that were clear and true The smile that was the elusive lure…… For years gone by My heart was not touched. Always thought I was one of a kind, Dint need anyone to understand my crazy mind. But alas did …
There’s revolution in the air And rebellion in the rock The posh language of freedom Is used in every talk Broadened is the mind Influenced is the soul And philosophy has been found In every smelly sock Where is the flag that once fluttered high? On the wind that was free, where birds used to …
Doctor, I think I am in need of a treatment Please spare me from this public embarrassment They are Men, they say, Men do not cry Let them do as they wish, just don’t ask “Why?” It’s an instinct, they say, lust, desire provoked by sight Not their fault really, after all it’s their birth right Stop that …
Bio: Partition, the word itself brings mixed emotions, it gives a feeling that now, you have something of your own, at the cost of something else, and the fact that partition took place says that we have already agreed to pay the cost. This poem is about those who payed/are paying the emotional cost of partition. …
