Reminiscence

Passing down the memory lane,

With countless thoughts in her brain.

She used to walk down the street,

On her cute li'l li'l feet.

To every beat she did dance,

Hardly she missed any chance.

Wandering in the house here & there,

With her hair floating in the air.

Often spent time in the mountains,

Rain used to feel like thousand fountains.

She was free from the worldly problems,

Uttered she something as pure pablum.

She had dreams in her beautiful eye,

Fluttering like a butterfly in the sky.

She didn't care for money or fame,

Playing with toys was her only aim.

Now she has grown so big,

A grave for herself she has dig.

Dreams

Dragging her into a well of shit,

Killed her wit bit by bit.

Dark thoughts & dark sight,

Made her soul a li'l fright.

Some bright & too much dusky light,

Turned her vision more black than white.

Her path of life was up so tight,

Chances were very low, of being right.

Whirling in strong stormy ride,

Young lady was blown by the tide.

Destination looked so close in sight

But the road, was so full of plight.

Sliding up & down the slope

Brought her a li'l ray of hope.

Continuously perturbed by the demon,

Her fight had a meaningful reason.

Seeking peace with all her might,

Eventually woke up her inner light.

She got what she saw in her foresight,

At the end, with God, "She did, unite".

Zindagi - Ek Bhoj!!

Jaan jaaye, Jahaan jaaye
Maa-baap ke daman pe kabhi naa aanch aaye,

Agar unka sar fakr se uncha na kar paaye
Yaad rakhna unka sar tumhari wajah se jhuk naa jaaye,

Jhuk gaya agar unka sar tumhari badaulat
Dua karna us din tumhari zindagi khatam ho jaaye,

Dekha hai maine un sunhari aankhon se ashkon ke jarne behte hue
Dekha hai maine un adhoori khwashion ko ek pal mai tootte hue,

Jo maine dekha hai khuda wo tumhe kabhi naa dekhaye
Kya hota hai us bhoj ke saath jeena shayad hi zindagi mai koi usko samaj paaye.

Izhaar-e-Mohabbat

Mohabbat ke izhaar mai kya rakha hai
wo to mai kabhi bhi kar du,

Lekin wo izhaar-e-mohabbat hi kya hai
jisme main tera daman khushiyan se naa bar du,

Wo khushiyan bhi tumhara daman naa bhar saki
tumhe to pata nhi kaunse chand sitaron ki padi thi,

Mai samjata raha lekin tum samaj naa saki
ki chand taaro se khushiyan meri kayeen badi thi,

Deewane to mujhse pehle bhi the kayeen
chand taare to wo samet ke le gaye kahin,

Ab kaise cheen lau wo chand taare unse
jinki roshni k barose jee rhe hain wo sabhi,

Chand taro se kabhi kisi ke ghar nhi baste

ghar chalte hai to sirf pyaar mohabbat se,

Ikraar karne se kabhi deewane nhi bante
deewane bante hai to sirf beshumar mohabbat se.

Life?

Life isn't easy as it seems to be
surrounded by ghosts as it feels to be,

Obfuscating, exacerbated & abject
as i think the situation holds to be,

Pretty we have to forfeit to achieve
& rest we have to lose after attaining,

Hope & eyes connected to each other
through the stream flowing in between,
Eyes seems lyk the oceans too deep
with the water of hopes holding in between,

Friends are like the shore 
& enemies look like someone rowing the boat upstream,
The hope continues to die proportionally
to the tears rolling down the eyes like a stream,

Life is only meant for arrival & departure
We have to captivate our whole age 

from the seconds left in between,

Live life indefatigably with endless joy
is what all of us are trying,
But some succeed in making their life so
& others keep rummaging the answers from the whole scene,

We always try to make life dance on its heels
But on the contrary it makes us dance to its every beat,
Life is nothing just the memoir of a person written somewhere above
Everyone having the same end whether its a win or a defeat,

Life still mysterious & unique
Like i compared it to stream,

You can compare it to whatever you want it to be.