Air Filled Sky

2012-02-11T08:35:00.003Z

That

Yes I know

I never should have said that

And of many things,

That I regret

You know, it was never that.

Poor man, with a rich past

How can he ever regret that?

Lots is lost

And in losing, a lot found

I still wonder,

How come I ever found that?

Wish had a little more of it

But then a moment has only a moment

How could I have ever stolen, more than that?

But I want to tell you

That we shall relive again

After all, we all have two lives,

Don’t we?

Two lives –

One of this,

And one of that.

2011-11-10T18:58:00.002Z

Lost and found

And then lost again

I am only hoping

Centuries have passed

And for once

The world has changed

I am hoping

The stations look different

More of red less of yellow

And when asking for wrong directions

You meet the right fellow

I am hoping

The cabbies smile more often

And there be no urchins at the signal

But when you find a poor soul

There is time enough to mingle

I am hoping

Coke and Pepsi and all their soda factories

Get sued out of production

With ample supply of tea and coffee

But no addiction

I am hoping

The Tsotsi and boys have the same future

As Brian and boys from Manhattan

And when they look at the ocean blue skies

They don’t look for the weekly ration

I am hoping

It rains on hot summer’s day

And it snow every winter

And when Santa shows up

He is minus the candy, plus the beer

I am hoping

The fashion shows

Go out of fashion forever

With not one glass that reflects

Or an inch of a mirror

I am hoping

Every failure is rejoiced

And passing becomes uncool

And there is no pressure to work

Right after the end of school

Away from the dusts of time

Away from the words too

More than anything else in the world

I am hoping that you find me that one place

Where even life has not a clue

2011-11-08T03:00:00.001Z

A story well read

Easier done than said

You open the book you’ve already read

And then expect the mystery to shake you up

From the outside

From the inside

But you really know the plot

The heroine lives, the hero dies

And no suspense can save them

Or erase the sense of déjà vu

Unless the pages deliver more than I write

And less than you read

Each time

Each and every time

2011-11-07T17:01:00.003Z

The maid doesn't apologise for ringing the bell when she has the keys.
The paper boy doesn't apologise for arriving after I am gone.
The rick guy doesn't apologise for not doing his job (driving).
The railway doesn't apologise for apologising without regret.
The commuters don't apologise for fighting over same thing every day.
The man on the window seat doesn't apologise for spitting out of the window.
The bhajan mandali doesn't apologise for creating nuisance in the name of God.
The taxi guy doesn't apologise for not doing his job (driving).
The BMC doesn't apologise for the roads between potholes.
The toll naka doesn't apologise for giving candy instead of one buck.
The bus driver doesn't apologise for rashly applying brakes at the last moment.
The RTO officer doesn't apologise for causing traffic as they speak over the cellphone.
The world doesn't apologise for sucking my time.
But I am expected to apologise for being late.
How unfair!

2011-11-01T17:25:00.003Z

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Your smile

Your smile is not the same anymore

It is burdened with our past

With what you are thinking of me

With things you can’t forget

Things I keep remembering

Things I shouldn’t have done

And all the things I did

It tells a story

But it tells a different story

Not the one for the world

One for me

Only me

2011-10-17T21:15:00.001Z

I’ve been cheating

Moments gone away

Say

Much of the moments have been fleeting

There has been no rush

Though

From start

Until the end

I’ve been sleeping

Who can deny?

When time tells

It’s time to go

Where you belong

A bus goes there

Every hour and then

It’s been a lifetime

I’ve been waiting

Let the fate write

It’s own tale

I am here to tell one of my own

And it’s working out

All just fine

Since

You’ve been reading

I’ve been telling

2011-10-17T19:40:00.002Z

Some nights

Some nights are different

Some nights talk less, listen more

They make you sleepy but make you not want to sleep

They make you feel like you are a nice person already

Some nights make you believe things you aren’t

Things you thought you were when you were a kid

Holding imaginary planes in the imaginary sky

Like a dream some nights make you happy

These nights come once in a while

And they don’t last too long

And when they go, they leave you incomplete

Like a king without a kingdom

A beggar without a hope

A dreamer with a dream

Like a me with a thought of a you

2011-09-12T16:24:00.001Z

P

Posey had a fascination for
Prose that started with
P. Yes
P, the letter
P. No A or B. Her sentences had to start with
P and only
P. That was her quirk and this was me –
‘Picky’. Now what kinda’ name is
Picky. I ain’t all that choosy but
Picky, now that irks me.
Papa once said –
Picky you see
Papa likes mummy but it can’t be. I m in
Police since years and still have my fears. About
Picking up a fight with
Posey. Tell her what’s on between me and Rosy
Posey was upset. How could he, choose R to
P. It’s an insult and I shall have my revenge
Penny for penny. “But mother he has no money, and you no attorney?“
Picky let me see
Pinto is caring and he is free. And you need a father and I need a
P. I agreed
Primarily for the lure of a
Pony that will drop me school and
Pick me home to father
Phony and mother
Posey, amidst the same old story called - to
P or not to
P

2011-01-28T02:43:00.007Z

तेरे लिए बी गुलज़ार

तेरे लिए तेरे लिए, तेरे लिए तेरे लिए
लफ़्ज़ों में, लम्हों की, डोलियाँ, लाये हैं
लफ़्ज़ों में, लम्हों की, डोलियाँ, लाये हैं, लाये हैं
शेरोन में, खुशबू की, बोलियाँ, लाये हैं, लाये हैं
हमने सौ सौदे किये
तेरे लिए तेरे लिए, तेरे लिए तेरे लिए

आँखों में न चुभे, तारों की किरचियाँ
शीशे का आसमा लाये हैं, तेरे लिए तेरे लिए
तारे जड़े, हीरों से भी कितने बडे
हमने आसमानो में, लाखों के सौदे किये
तेरे लिए तेरे लिए, तेरे लिए तेरे लिए

हलकी सी सर्दियाँ और सांस गरम हो
शामों की शवल भी, थोड़ी सी, नर्म हो
तेरे लिए किशमिश चुने, पिसते चुने, तेरे लिए
हमने तोह परिन्दों से, बागों के सौदे किये
तेरे लिए तेरे लिए, तेरे लिए तेरे लिए, तेरे लिए तेरे लिए

2011-01-04T19:16:00.003Z

Poetry of my life

As I write the poetry of my life

I know there is only little I can say

For much of it is hidden

And forgotten along the way

Like a treasure

That you seek

Realizing a bit late

That what you were searching for

You were always carrying along the way

Happiness discovered

In unfound ways

Or affection with sorrow

That quits giving pain

Melody is old

But each time life hums

World listens with astonishment

2010-12-06T13:19:00.006Z

TRUISMS (1978-1983)
JENNY HOLZER

http://handsell.wordpress.com/2010/07/19/truisms-1978-1983-jenny-holzer/

2010-11-24T16:32:00.002Z

“I dreamt of heaven the other night, and pearly gates swung wide. An angel with halo bright, ushered me inside. And there to my astonishment, stood folks I’d judged and labelled as quite unfit, of ‘little worth’ and spiritually disabled. Indignant words rose to my lips, but never were set free, for every face showed stunned surprise, not one expected me!”

– Unknown.

2010-11-24T16:23:00.005Z

A conversation dream

I asked her, She never asked why I like her

She asked Why?

I told her, I don't know

I really don't.

2010-11-17T18:31:00.003Z

Tonight I can write the saddest lines
by Pablo Neruda

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Write, for example, 'The night is starry and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.'

The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.

What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me.

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.

2010-09-21T08:41:00.002Z

A Drinking Song

by William Butler Yeats

Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.

2010-09-16T13:11:00.002Z

वोह कहाँ हैं

कुछ गवा हैं
और कुछ हवा हैं
हमें जिन पर ऐतबार था
वोह लोग कहाँ हैं?

उनकी ओर से आयें हैं सभी दोस्त मेरे
खरियत पुछा करते थे जो
वोह मेरे दोस्त कहाँ हैं?

हो गयी है रुसवा किस्मत भी
अब तोह मुझे पहचाने ऐसा भी कोई मौजूद नहीं
यार-इ-महबूब, तू कहाँ है?

छूट रही है आस
अब तोह मोमबत्ती बेचने वालों की
जलादे उम्मीद काफ़िर की कुटिया में
वोह लौ कहाँ है?

2010-07-28T18:58:00.005Z

Under the Flyover

She looked into his eyes and said - we are such similar creatures, you and I, aren’t we?

No, we are not - he replied, much to her surprise, then looking away at the passing bus, he said - you are lost, while I am abandoned.

2010-07-26T10:00:00.005Z

आज

आज जो खरीदे नए जूते, तोह कल के वोह फटे हुए मोजे याद आये
अमीरी के दिनों में, वोह गरीबी के दिन बोहत याद आये

मैं सोचता था की मैं नहीं बदलूँगा
मगर उस उभरते चेहरे में, हम कहीं नज़र नहीं आये

बादल हटे तोह जाना की हम आसमा में हैं
वरना ज़मीन पे इस कदर मजबूर, तुम्हारे पास हम कभी नहीं आये

2010-07-15T10:42:00.003Z

एक बात

दूर तलक जाती तोह है
मगर सुनाई नहीं देती
मेरी आवाज़ है तोह बुलंद
बस असर नहीं करती...

राहों के कांटे अब
जूतों की खाल बन चुके हैं
तेज़ रफ़्तार तोह है मेरे पास
बस कहीं ले नहीं जाती...

आँखें मूँद लेता हूँ
कभी किस्मत पे हस लेता हूँ
दिल तोह बेहेल जाता है इन तरकीबों से
बस नींद नहीं आती...

2010-06-22T15:31:00.000Z

Are we intellectual souls or are we just something somebody told?

2010-06-22T11:21:00.003Z

Emptiness

.

2010-06-22T11:16:00.004Z

तेरी बाहें

मद्धम मद्धम सी रौशनी है

मैं खीचा चला जा रहा हूँ कहीं

महफ़िल कहीं और ही जमी है

नींद है हलकी हलकी सी पलकों में

आँखें भी खुली है कम कम

सोचता हूँ रात यहीं रुक जाऊं

फिर सोंचता हूँ, काश सुबह न हो हमदम

तेरी बाहों में जहाँ कुछ ऐसा लगता है

जानता हूँ झूट बोल रहा है

मगर वोह धोकेबाज़ भी सचा लगता है

तेरी बाहों में ज़िन्दगी जीने का

हर बार नया चस्का लगता है

तेरी बाहों में ज़िन्दगी जीने का

हर बार नया चस्का लगता है

सुबह हसीन लगने लगती है

वीरान गलियों में

एक अजीब सी बस्ती लगने लगती है

त्राफ्फिक का शोर संगीत लगने लगता है

माकन मालिक की गाली भी

गुलज़ार का लिखा गीत लगने लगता है

तेरी बाहों में ज़िन्दगी जीने का

हर बार नया चस्का लगता है

तेरी बाहों में ज़िन्दगी जीने का

हर बार नया चस्का लगता है

ऐसी रात फिर न आयेगी

ओढले मुझे यहाँ…

ऐसी महफ़िल फिर जमने न पायेगी

सीमेटले मुझे यहाँ…

छुडाले मुझे मेरी ही गिरफ्त से

इस से पहले की मुझे धूंदले जहाँ…

इन गुज़रते पलों के बीच

गुज़रता हर पल अब मुझे कम लगता है

तेरी बाहों में ज़िन्दगी जीने का

हर बार नया चस्का लगता है

तेरी बाहों में ज़िन्दगी जीने का

हर बार नया चस्का लगता है

2010-05-31T06:47:00.003Z

Tell me, did you stop writing, because they stopped reading?

2010-05-12T15:35:00.000Z

Goodbyes

Some hearts never mend
You may walk through and through
Still…
Some turns never bend

It’s a distant dream, of a not so distant past
Wake up to the reality boy,
Lives don’t end…
That fast

And you will learn to live like this
Dealing in open hearts
With…
Clenched fists

Remember, in life there are no goodbyes
Only some better off truths
And some…
Very bitter lies

2010-05-12T14:01:00.002Z

My loudest poem

My loudest poem
Is but only a silent cry
To shout out loud
Of all that is silent inside
Will I overcome?
The blackness in the dark
To show the bright silver white
(Which is not even a part of any –
Cloud or some wishful lining)
It is only me –
That you found
A moment before
I finally gave up hiding

2010-05-12T13:47:00.004Z

There in in the dark of the light

Is flashing the armor of my soul, shining bright

And the only way to meet her is to meet her in the eye

You will see some parts of the forgotten art, satisfiyed

Don’t leave just yet

The boat is still, only the rower is wrecked

And every heart crumbles when cometh the night

In the uncovered moon you see clearly

You were wrong and yes she was right

And there are no regrets, only aspirations unfulfilled

Some luck lost, some hopes trifled

So steady the glass and drink that wine

Soul is thirsting long to feel a bit alive

Sleep now into the time

And if you dream still, of the past begone

Then know fully well –

Life is just not your song

2010-04-19T13:16:00.002Z

तनहा - जावेद अख्तर

देखिये तो लगता है
ज़िन्दगी की राहों में
एक भीड़ चलती है
सोचिये तो लगता है
भीड़ में है सब तनहा

जितने भी ये रिश्ते हैं
कांच के खिलोने है
पल में टूट सकते हैं
एक पल में हो जाए
कोई जाने कब तनहा

देखिये तो लगता है
जैसे ये जो दुनिया है
कितनी रंगीन महफ़िल है
सोचिये तो लगता है
कितना गम है दुनिया में
कितना ज़ख़्मी हर दिल है
वो जो मुस्कुराते थे
जो किसीको ख़्वाबों में
अपने पास पाते थे
उनकी नींद टूटी है
और हैं वो अब तनहा

2010-04-01T17:18:00.000Z

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot।
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each prayer accepted, and each wish resigned.

2010-03-30T09:15:00.005Z

Where were you?

Wearing pink pajamas with polka dots

In the middle of the routine and on the trot

You visit a strip tease bar

And you are surprised

You are sitting beside the pole

Where you see a Dancing Life

It is beautiful

It is happy

But mostly it is free

You begin to wonder could she be, really me?

The music fades

Even the lights go dim

You order for a green apple vodka

Cancel the gin

The crowd seems to react to your life’s every move

You care a lot, but your life

She doesn’t change a move

You give up and stay put for the night

Holding a spoon in the left and a fork in the right

When all of a sudden it strikes you

All this while where were you

Where were you?

You turn around

And there you see your favorite lover

He is the man with many faces but just one cover

One can tell he is handsome

One can tell he is gay

You are just glad he doesn’t know that you’re there

You are hiding under the table staring at your muddy boots

When all of a sudden it strikes you

All this while where were you

Where were you?

You leave the bar

With your arms stretched waving at every passing cab

Nothing that moves ever stops

And you start to take a brisk walk

Cursing your life for all its glee

A strange respite you know you shall never feel

Your eyes glance upon a hoarding with a face covered in red

Just like you, she is a model, reported to be dead

You start admiring the smile on her face

More lively than any living thing on that morose street

When all of a sudden it strikes you

All this while where were you

Where were you?

2010-02-10T06:51:00.002Z

somewhere on the streets somebody is feeling this. i think.

fuck u.
u mother.
fucker.
who made you this famous i wonder.
oh wait.
i think i remember.
it was me and a few other.
and now you are all over the place.
plasted on the muddy walls.
in the loo.
outside the malls.
in the gutter.
you are everywhere and in my face.
with me here cursing my fate.
was i a bit too late.
to know and say.
fuck u.
u mother.
fucker.
who made you this famous i wonder.
oh wait.
i think i remember.
it was me and a few other.
and now you are all over the place.
plasted on the muddy walls.
in the loo.
outside the malls.
in the gutter.
you are everywhere and in my face.
with me here cursing my fate.
was i a bit too late.
to know and say.
fuck u.
u mother.
fucker.

2010-01-22T17:05:00.003Z

बंद किताब ज़िन्दगी

बंद किताब ज़िन्दगी
देखो तुमने फिर खोल दी

गुलाबों की सूखी पंखुडियां
रखकर तुमने फिर छोड़ दी

उड़ते हैं पन्ने हवा से
अरमानों की खिड़की लगता है तुमने फिर खोल दी

गम ही गम थे दफ़न यहाँ तो
जाने कौनसी ख़ुशी साथ तुमने ढो ली

कहा था यादों का समुन्दर है
देखो साडी अपनी देखो तुमने फिर भिगोली

2010-01-22T16:35:00.006Z

साये में धुप

साये में धुप है या धुप में साया

बहुत बार गया वहां, मगर समज मेरे नहीं आया

कितना भी धुतकारो यह नहीं जाती

शायद मेरी ही तरह, इन यादों को भी कोई लेने नहीं अया

मांगी थी छत और मिल गया आसमा

और कहते हैं लोग, उसे अभी देना नहीं अया

हैरत होती है हर एक बात पर

हमे ही शायद अभी सहना नहीं आया

रुक रुक के चलता है, सबसे डरता है

इस व्यापारी को अभी बिज़नस नहीं आया

साये में धुप है या धुप में साया

बोहुत बार गया में वहां मगर समज मेरे नहीं आया

2009-11-12T18:02:00.005Z

सुंदर सी नज्म

मिटटी में मैली हुयी थूक जैसी
रख कर भूली रोटी में बिखरी फफूं जैसी

घिस्से हुए बर्तन पे चढी गहरी कायी जैसी
डालडा के आखरी घोल से बनी दशेरे की मिठाई जैसी

उलटी में गिरे घड़ी किये रुमाल जैसी
पसीने में लिपटे, खास्ते हम्माल जैसी

छिले हुए पैरों के फोडों से बहते पस जैसी
नाली के पास बने बरफ के लडू पे छिडके खस जैसी

जली हुयी चमड़ी की उखड्ती परत जैसी
चने की दाल में गिरी इमारती पर चढी बरत जैसी

हलकी औरत के कपडों से महकते गजरों जैसी
बार बार बदन छुते बदसूरत हिजडों जैसी

सच्चाई है
इस पर भला मैं सुंदर सी नज्म कैसे लिखूं

2009-10-25T05:49:00.007Z

"Sometimes I wonder... will God ever forgive us for what we've done to each other? Then I look around and I realize...God left this place a long time ago."
- Danny Archer from Blood Diamond.

2009-10-13T09:31:00.009Z

Signal Fire by Snow Patrol

The perfect words never crossed my mind,
Cause there was nothin' in there but you.
I felt every ounce of me screaming out,
But the sound was trapped deep in me.
All I wanted just sped right past me,
While I was rooted fast to the earth,
I could be stuck here for a thousand years,
Without your arms to drag me out.

There you are standing right in front of me.
There you are standing right in front of me.
All this fear falls away to leave me naked,
Hold me close, cause I need you to guide me to safety.

No, I won't wait forever.
No, I won't wait forever.

In the confusion and the aftermath,
You are my signal fire.
The only resolution and the only joy,
Is the faint spark of forgiveness in your eyes.

There you are standing right in front of me.
There you are standing right in front of me.
All this fear falls away to leave me naked,
Hold me close, cause I need you to guide me to safety.

No, I won't wait forever.
No, I won't wait forever.
No, I won't wait forever.

2009-10-11T20:36:00.008Z

Don't expect me to be your friend by Lobo

I stopped sending flowers to your apartment
You said you aren't home much anymore
I stopped dropping by without an appointment
Cause I'd hear laughter coming through your door.

Sometimes late at night you'll still call me
Just before you close your eyes to sleep
You make me vow to try and stop by sometime
Baby that's a promise I can't keep.

I love you too much to ever start liking you
So lets just let the story kinda end
I love you too much to ever start liking you
So don't expect me to be your friend.

I don't walk down through the village or other places
That we used to go to all the time
I'm trying to erase you from my memory
Cause thinking of you jumbles up my mind.

You always act so happy when I see you
You smile that way you take my hand and then
Introduce me to your latest lover
That's when I feel the walls start crashing in.

2009-09-28T09:39:00.000Z

I am nothing
I am nothing
I stand for what I am
I stand for me
But don't you know, this me is nothing
I am nothing
I am nothing

Once there was a stone
Into the river, that was thrown
The pain of the ripples I couldn't see
So in threw even me
The world laughed
But the river said nothing
I am nothing
I am nothing

Into the dark of the night
I told her my plight
I told her, I need to feel
I need to touch her skin,
That is forever bleeding
Don't you know that - blood is the real thing?
She closed her eyes
Her lips said nothing
I am nothing
I am nothing

You may change
I may change
That clock that never changes, may also change
But the season won't change a thing
It shall forever keep changing
As if you are nothing
I am nothing

What is it you want? God asked
What is it you want? God asked
I thought of a lot of things
But I asked for nothing
I am nothing
I am nothing

2009-09-27T20:45:00.004Z

लाशें

लाशें
सब लाशें हैं
जिंदा कोई नही
सब लाशें हैं

चलती हैं
बोलती हैं
हस्ती कभी
कभी फूंट फूंट के रोटी हैं
लाशें
सब लाशें हैं

गिरता है तोह कोई उठता नही
मरने पर मातम में भी कोई आता नही
जीते साथ हैं
मगर हैं कितने अकेले
लाशें
सब लाशें हैं

धड़कनें मशीन है
जस्बात मशीन है
इनकी सीरत भी इन्ही जैसी
बस शक्लें हसीन है
लाशें
सब लाशें हैं

इक पल का ख्वाब है
जो जाता नही
कितना भी बुलाओ
वोह कल आता नही
जिंदा रहने की होड़ में रोज़ मरते
लाशें
सब लाशें हैं

जिंदा कोई नही
सब लाशें हैं...

2009-02-11T07:15:00.001Z

एक हज़ार कवितायेँ

एक हज़ार कवितायेँ मेरी
सभी तुम्हें बुलाती हैं
तुम नही आती हो
यह कितना शोर मचाती हैं
ऐतराज़ तुम्हें भला इन से क्या?
क्या यह तुम्हें अब भी मेरी याद दिलाती हैं?

2009-02-09T13:54:00.006Z

एक बार

बहार आएगी फिर
तबियत से एक बार, खिड़की खोल कर तोह देखो

रास्ते हैं जाते मंजिल की ही तरफ़
घुमते मोड़ से निगाहें, हटाकर तोह देखो

खूबसूरती है तुम में किसी रौशनी सी
आइने में हल्का सा, मुस्कुरा कर तोह देखो

आज का यह शामियाना बंधा है सिर्फ़ तुम्हारे लिए
अंधेरे से निकल, रौशनी में आकर तोह देखो

एक तुम ही हो तुम्हारे जैसी
ख़ुद को भीड़ से, ज़रा हटाकर तोह देखो

खुदा भी चौक जाएगा, हक्का-बक्का रह जाएगा
अपनी बुलंद आवाज़, एक बार उठाकर तोह देखो

2009-02-09T09:56:00.003Z

"I’ve always thought that a feeling which changes never existed in the first place."

2009-01-23T10:18:00.012Z

बता
उठा भाला
तोड़ दे ताला
देखेंगे जो होगा
साला...
क्यूँ जकडा है
किसने तुझे पकड़ा है
बाहर निकल
बता...
भागने का जिगर है तोह
रुकने वाला कमज़ोर नही तोह
हो जा तैयार
बता...
Let them call you freaky
Be a little crazy
Live on the edge, dime and dirty
No one can take you
Shake you
Break you
Go ahead...be a star
बता...
आग है अन्दर क्या?
खामोश दफ़न अन्दर क्या?
उसे भड़का
थोड़ा और...
चल दिखा...
बता...
होश...भूल जा
जा जा... जा जा...

जा...
Be a star
बता...

2009-01-20T13:03:00.005Z

टूटी तकदीर
बिखरती तस्वीर
कांच से जस्बात
और यह अमीर…

मैं ले आया फिर भी
मैं छीन लाया फिर भी
थोडी सी फिरनी और साथ
एक कटोरी खीर

फिक्रें हवा हुई
जब साथ तू हुई
मैं भूल गया सारे सच
और चल पड़ा बेहिचक

जैसे फटी जेब और एक फ़कीर

टूटी तकदीर
बिखरती तस्वीर
कांच से जस्बात
और यह अमीर…

2009-01-19T09:37:00.002Z

All Mixed Up by Red House Painters

she shadows me in the mirror
she never leaves on the light
and some things that i've said to her
they just dont seem to bite

it's all mixed up

she tricks me into thinking
that i cant believe my eyes
that i wait for her forever
but she never does arrive

it's all mixed up

she said leave it all to me,everything will be allright
she said leave it all to me,everything will be all right

she's always out making pictures
she's always out making scenes,
she's always out the window
when it comes to making dreams

2009-01-06T06:50:00.000Z

I am sad that I am sad
But I am happy that she is happy

In total disarray is everything
The rock hit about everything
I fell on the ground, holding a beam that was falling too
Why should I care about you?

Silence spoke in just two words
People got busy with what they meant
I told them, she’s talking about an old friend
And that she is sad, but she is happy too

2008-12-25T08:19:00.004Z

कैफियत

शोर युहीं न परिंदों ने मचाया होगा
कोई जंगल की तरफ़ शेहेर से आया होगा

पेड़ के काटने वालों को ये मालूम तोह था
जिस्म जल जायेंगे जब सर पर ना साया होगा

बानिये जश्न बारा ने ये सोचा भी नही
किसने काटों को लहू अपना पिलाया होगा

अपने जंगल से जो घबराकर उडे थे प्यासे
हर सराब उनको समंदर नज़र आया होगा

बिजली के तार पर बैठा हुआ तनहा पंछी
सोचता है के वोह जंगल तोह पराया होगा

शोर युहीं न परिनों ने मचाया होगा
कोई जंगल की तरफ़ शेहेर से आया होगा

2008-12-16T07:40:00.005Z

क्या मैं अब भी अटका हूँ
उन धागों में जो अब सिर्फ़ उलझाते हैं
उन घरों में जहाँ अब न कोई मेहमान आते हैं
उन वादिओं में जहाँ से हवा भी रुक्सत है
उन ख्वाबों में जो सोये पड़े हैं
उन बादलों में जो अब सूख चुके हैं
उन रोशनियों में जहाँ अँधेरा बसता है
उन यादों में जिन्हें भूलना अब मुमकिन सा लगता है...

उन जिंदगियों में जो आखरी सासें लेना नही चाहती
उन छतों पर जहाँ से बरसाती नही जाती
उन गली के खेलों में जहाँ हारना माफ़ है
उन लोरियों में जहाँ मेरे बचपन की नींद दफ़न है
उन नज्मों में जहाँ इत्तेफाक से सब कुछ अब भी है
लव्जों के असर में ही सही...जहाँ इंसान अब भी इंसान लगता है...

2008-12-12T09:46:00.004Z

करो ना मैखाने बंद
सुबह अब भी रात जैसी है
दिखती उजली, मगर अब भी गहरी है

सितमगर सो रहे हैं
हमारे बहकने तक तैयार हो जायेंगे
फिर भीड़ में चले हम, आम हो जायेंगे

रोक दो इस तमाशे को अब
कुछ तो लिहाज करो खूबसूरती का
तो क्या हुआ के आज है
वो लिबाज किसी बूढी का

2008-12-12T08:38:00.003Z

By Mary Frye (1932)

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!

2008-12-12T07:14:00.003Z

मुझे देखकर भी तड़पती नही
यह रूह कैसी

मैंने बनाई थी जो
वोह ज़िन्दगी ये नही

मैं तोह चाहता था एक छत,
भीगी रात की लोह हाथ में लिए
दे दी यह राख की कालीन क्यों मुझे

नाराज़ हो गया है समां भी
और तोह कोई दीखता नही
कमी शायद
मुझ ही में होगी कहीं

2008-12-12T07:07:00.003Z

मैं कहता था ना
कुछ न होगा इस ज़माने से
क्या करेंगे ये
इनके मस्जिद का चंदा भी तो आता है
इसी मैखाने से

2008-12-08T11:33:00.003Z

आसमा में उद्द रहा है
तू उच्चाई से डर रहा है
तू एक पंछी है
तू ख़ुद से डर रहा है

ये जहाँ तेरा
आज का ये समां तेरा
ख़ुद पर यकीन कर, एक सिर्फ़ तू नही
उलझन में है, फरिश्तों का भी डेरा

2008-11-24T09:45:00.006Z

ज़िन्दगी ज़िन्दगी - गुलज़ार

ज़िन्दगी ज़िन्दगी,
क्या कमी रह गई,
आँख की कोर में,
आँख की कोर में,
क्यों नमी रह गयी

ज़िन्दगी ज़िन्दगी,
क्या कमी रह गई,
आँख की कोर में,
क्यों नमी रह गई,
तू कहाँ खो गई,
तू कहाँ खो गई,
कोई आया नही,
दोपहर हो गई,
कोई आया नही,
ज़िन्दगी ज़िन्दगी..

दिन आए दिन जाए,
सदियाँ भी गिन आए,
सदियाँ रे..
तन्हाई लिपटी है,
लिपटी है सासों की,
रसिया रे..

तेरे बिना बड़ी प्यासी है,
तेरे बिना है प्यासी रे,
नैनो की दो सखियाँ रे,
तनहा रे, में तनहा रे..

ज़िन्दगी ज़िन्दगी,
क्या कमी रह गई,
आँख की कोर में,
क्यों नमी रह गई..
ज़िन्दगी ज़िन्दगी..

सुबह का कोहरा है,
शाम की धूल है,
तन्हाई है,
रात भी ज़र्द है,
दर्द ही दर्द है,
रुसवाई है,
कैसे कटे साँसे उलझी है,
रातें बड़ी झुलसी झुलसी है,
नैना कोरी सदियाँ रे,
तनहा रे, मैं तनहा रे..

ज़िन्दगी ज़िन्दगी,
क्या कमी रह गई,
आँख की कोर में,
क्यों नमी रह गई
तू कहाँ खो गई,
कोई आया नही,
दोपहर हो गई,
कोई आया नही..

ज़िन्दगी ज़िन्दगी,
क्या कमी रह गई,
आँख की कोर में,
क्यों नमी रह गई..

2008-11-24T09:40:00.002Z

दूर कहीं

गूम हो जाने दो मुझे
दूर कहीं...दूर कहीं...

इन सबसे दूर
मनो जैसे भटका गया हो भूल
दूर कहीं...दूर कहीं...

अब आरजू है यही
मैं और आसमा
न हो उम्मीदें और न हो ख्वाब कोई
मैं ही...मैं ही...

दूर कहीं...दूर कहीं...

2008-11-24T09:30:00.000Z

Great beauty captures me, but a beauty still greater frees me even from itself.

2008-11-08T13:47:00.000Z

रात यूं दिल में तेरी खोयी हु’ई याद आई
इजैसे वीराने में चुपके से बहार आ जाए
जैसे सहराओं में हौले से चले बाद-ऐ-नसीम
जैसे बीमार को बे-वजह करार आ जाए

2008-10-03T15:39:00.000Z

Seasons of the heart

Can one man be blamed for all?

For the autumn, for the winter

And for fall

2008-10-03T15:16:00.006Z

These Days

These days I mostly think

Am I such a bad person?

For all that she says and thinks

Could there be a valid reason?

Was I inconsiderate?

In all my dealings

Was it that I might have hurt?

More than just a few feelings

Answers meet a few questions

And I gasp for breath

Then behave upon seeing her

Like we have never met

And she calls to tell me

That it isn’t my fault

But then she writes again

To tell me, she was wrong

2008-09-30T15:28:00.002Z

The Demise

There are no answers to the heart’s fatal demise

No showing up for the funeral too

The heart is dead

So are you

So go back to that grave world of yours

Go back and relax

To me he has been dead

Since long time back

And the recurring doubt that remains

Is why did he leave this note hangin-in

With a smiley drawn over it

All in black

Could it be that he was really sad?

2008-09-18T17:17:00.000Z

Vision of you

You are late
But everyone is looking at you
You are not trying to impress
No, not at all
It’s not you.
That’s my vision of you

You are shy
But you smile
And then slowly dissolve in the crowd
Where you don’t gel
Well, well
It’s not you
That’s my vision of you

You shake the air out of your hair
And that’s probably enough to tell
The weather will change
Sometime soon
You won’t agree I know
It’s not you
That’s my vision of you

2008-09-13T21:26:00.002Z

2008-09-13T21:06:00.001Z

At the gates of Emerald

Another day another time
With a little music and lots of wine
We shall sit at the gates of emerald
And whine and whine.

Life could have been more than these rusty gates
Only if it had started before and ended a little late
We could have done much
Much more than those straight and simple ways

Now that the time has curled back to a U
Sitting here is the same old me and sitting there is the same old you
As a mere coincidence both finding solace in the cool breeze
That shall carry some day smells of forgotten time that we once blew…

2008-09-08T14:11:00.001Z

the other side
always blue
jack just wish he flew
jack had no feathers but
he had his awesome thoughts
so he thought and thought
sometimes he wrote most times he forgot
and that day came when he could think no more
trapped in his window he could see no more think no more
and then he went inside
indoors he started to reside
after a few year he returned but without remembrance
he had to describe his childhood left some friends
the trees, the breeze and that surrounding flow
but he didn't recognise any of them he did not know
and all was lost to the moment jack gave up
thoughts that he couldn't obviously see had by now shaped up
it had become a picture of another universe
staring blankly at a girl that just lost her purse
she smiled wondrously at the landscaped picture
and ran to match with her pastel color
she drew it to the precise
to show daddy the world outside
and there was jack amazed at the little child
telling her the painting is the spitting image of god's mind

2008-09-08T13:07:00.001Z

Well I think it's fine, building jumbo planes. Or taking a ride on a cosmic train. Switch on summer from a slot machine. Yes, get what you want to if you want, 'cause you can get anything. I know we've come a long way, We're changing day to day, But tell me, where do the children play? Well you roll on roads over fresh green grass. For your lorry loads pumping petrol gas. And you make them long, and you make them tough. But they just go on and on, and it seems that you can't get off. Oh, I know we've come a long way, We're changing day to day, But tell me, where do the children play? Well you've cracked the sky, scrapers fill the air. But will you keep on building higher 'til there's no more room up there? Will you make us laugh, will you make us cry? Will you tell us when to live, will you tell us when to die? I know we've come a long way, We're changing day to day, But tell me, where do the children play? - Cat Stevens

2008-08-30T07:16:00.001Z

Lost

In east Tehran or as far as Rome
Lonely heart will find this poem

Like a gentle breeze
That on a quaint evening finds a motionless tree

Like a reckless rain drop
That visits Bloomington, meets a parched summer crop

Like a man running fifteen minutes late
Only to wondrously turn up 5 minutes before the date

A lonely heart will find this poem like this
To spend a few seconds when he ceases to miss..

2008-08-09T10:19:00.002Z

Poem for some other day

i dont like this poem too much
it gives away a bit too much
like who i am and who i wish to be
what is it some day that i wish to see
it hides nothing at all
like a life that has come to a total halt
exposing me in front of all the glare
and all i do is stand and stare
for i havent learnt yet
how to smile or react
it happens and keeps happening
a little water above the head and i begin grappling
all i hope is to fly in sky, open and flat
not sure why they say i need to learn to swim before that

2008-08-09T09:58:00.001Z

Spontaniety

spontaniety
and that's only me
one self, too many
one that you shall never see
rest assured
cuz it's the one that i cant be
obscure wishes into the sun
like the paper exposed and burn
i let all of it into the summer
the only place the winter could find a cover
no one searces
no one reaches
i shout
but no one hears
and i lay alone drowned in fears
of passing by undiscovered
but guess its okay...

2008-07-08T08:56:00.002Z

The River
No one asks the river.
Is she a taker or the giver?
Arrow darted. Or the quiver?
The just betrayed. Or the lover?
She flows on her own. To the destiny long and alone.
There is peace for her but it’s the sea. Who is rough, mean.
And does not know what love is..

2008-05-20T19:33:00.003Z

I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a real political man

I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you

The difference in Iraq and Iran

But I know Jesus and I talk to God

And I remember this from when I was young

Faith hope and love are some good things he gave us

And the greatest is love

- Alan Jackson

2008-05-02T11:41:00.002Z

Kerela!

In the lap of nature
Away from man and his wooden-plastic furniture

Amidst the rarest of rare things
I am winning back part of my forgotten upbringing

Trees everywhere screaming out my name
If you can call it that there goes, my one minute fame

Sky's down and ground is no where to be found
Paragliding into my mind, is the echo of my very sound

Right here is the life I wanted, I always thought
It is the creamy part of the otherwise sour milky spot –

It's Kerela facing the ocean, bluest of blue
Just so you don't forget, you can call it heaven too!

2008-02-26T16:54:00.003Z

‘Life’
There is something about Life
That Socrates forgot to describe
And Plato missed it too
I wonder if they both ever knew
Life could be some place else
Somewhere split not, between time and tense
Breath of fresh air when you have given up
Or that stranger smile across the coffee cup
A bouquet of roses you got
And all those moments that you forgot
Birthday cake you waited for two years in one
That bleeding skin after an off balanced run
Words you could never spell
Emotions you almost always felt
For no rhyme or reason
Love gained and lost in just one season
A lifetime affair with a liar called Life
Loves you like a mistress, cheats you like a wife…

2008-02-05T10:32:00.001Z

Tuesdays searching

I am confused
As battered as bruised
There is no hope that takes home
Only salt mixed well in foam
And what spares is that which can escape
Going easy on, of course by mistake
And dreams they do have an end
There’s much morning takes away, than it ever lend
I still manage a smile across that face of cry
Can’t hide much but at least I try
Realize there is nothing that can satisfy the taking
After giving it all they still come Tuesdays searching

2007-08-07T16:55:00.000Z

Old young man

Some people live their entire lives
Figuring out life
What do I know?
I am just an old young man
With a paper and a pen in my hand
But I shout
And they feel I sing life!
I move
And they think I dance life!
But if I knew life
Had I figured it
Would I dance or
Would I ever shout?
Or would I simply tell them
It just cannot be simply told
Unlike most who think they know
I claim not
And nothing is in my grasp
Only a song
And a dance
Call it life
Or just call me
Very simply
Young and old

2007-08-02T19:42:00.000Z

2nd handed poems

2nd handed poems pierce my heart..
2nd handed poems don't make it any easy..
2nd handed poems escape the mind..
2nd handed poems come where they shouldn't be seen..
2nd handed poems are what life is..
Trying hard to be what it can be..

2007-08-02T19:38:00.000Z

Don't ask..

Don't ask..
just take my hand.
The journey will be gruesome..
Battered, you just take my hand.
Leave behind all of yours and me..
But keep what can't be.
Standalone and take my hand..

2007-08-02T19:31:00.000Z

Just when you think
You have clinched the fate..
You realise..
There was left a little space..

Always left..
Isn't it one of the most mystical ways..
Somehow you seem to always caught unawares..

2007-06-19T11:06:00.000Z

How to save a life by The Fary (I couldn't have put any better)

Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
You begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
How to save a life

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

2007-06-05T09:07:00.000Z

I Cry by Tupac

Sometimes when I'm alone I Cry, Cause I am on my own. The tears I cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form I Cry because my heart is torn. I find it difficult to carry on. If I had an ear to confiding, I would cry among my treasured friend, but who do you know that stops that long, to help another carry on. The world moves fast and it would rather pass by. Then to stop and see what makes one cry, so painful and sad. And sometimes… I Cry and no one cares about why.

2007-06-05T08:46:00.000Z

Free floating soul in space

Free floating soul in space
Abandoned by all relations
Religion, creed and race
Looking for a deeper connect
That shall not deceive, upon joining –
Asking me to break
Forgotten in moments of time
Or lack of it
Everyone has paid their visits
But yet there is one to have seen
Strangers for some
For some just strange
I found my identity
In the look of daze
There is no sign now
That reads
Only in the papers
Somewhere in the left
Broken shackles remind of the forgotten life
Of yesterday
When I chose to change
For a better day
Never had pictured
What I have today

Realization struck me in a somewhat profound way –
We only dream tomorrows
Live yesterdays
And pass on by

Today

2007-06-05T08:44:00.001Z

My loudest poem

My loudest poem
Is but only a silent cry
To shout out loud
Of all that is silent inside
Will I overcome?
The blackness in the dark
To show the bright silver white
Which is not even a part of any –
Cloud or some wishful lining
It is only me –
That you found
A moment before
I finally gave up hiding

2007-06-05T08:42:00.000Z

Noise or Sound?

Noise or Sound?
Some things I seeked
But never found
In her voice, I surrendered them all
My words, my feelings and my soul
It was where the sea, always wanted to be
Be not, but the shore
The feeling of completeness
Left alone…

And now he whines to the thankless fate
That neither compliments
Nor complain
One act of defiance
A lifetime of blame
Her joyous thrill
His pitiful pain

He who heard the sound, now hears the noise
She who missed the words, now speaks the voice…

2007-06-05T08:36:00.000Z

Reasons and Pleas

Tired legs, broken feet
After years I beget
What I been searching only since a week

Starving is everybody
The queue of the overeaten
And then, the queue of the hungry

Irony always has be with me
Two with the unwanted
Not one with the need

He held his last breath
In another hope to live
Now St. Peters won’t let him in
Says –
He might’ve died a moment too early

Let go off now
Some of the life, I heard the death speak –
What’s there in it?
That isn’t in me

The path is long
And only for the strong
The one to get there
They say was very weak

And who leaves
Don’t just they all quit?
Some with reasons
Most with pleas…

2007-06-05T08:32:00.000Z

From darkness into the light

From darkness into the light
I saw her face, what delight!
She is a moment’s peace
That cannot be acquired
You can get lucky
But its something not really required
For she knows you
As you don’t know her
You think it is love
But ain’t sure if you can tell her
It is a submission
Where all you take is a given
You try to understand
But there is no reason

Only an open prison, hard to break
Like an ironical fate
You think you’re given, what you take

2007-05-17T11:20:00.000Z

somethings never change

2007-05-17T10:45:00.000Z

I know

walking down the narrow lane
I found the truth about life
and the truth is nothing
but just another lie...

the times have passed
and forgotten me back

in the outer space
patting me on the back
kicking me in the face

but me is the matter of his own
and takes nothing lying low
the highest point is the summit
you reach
when you had
no other way to go...

I know
I know

2007-03-23T10:35:00.000Z

Romances in the air

When romances was in the air
As if it was searching for you
And you kept hiding there
I was shouting
At the lowest of my voice
A whisper
Louder than a scream
But you paid no heed
You were scared
I did not protect you
And left
Only then you felt a little safe
Romances in the air can do that
Leave you defenseless
Wishing you surrendered to death
But cling on to the inhibitions
Have a borrowed mind and a body
Trade in your soul
For pleasures unseeked until upon this moment
But you held on
Romances in the air
I wish I had never left
I knew you asked for it too
But never gave
Then I came with all my adulthood
Accepted
You were always a woman
You took me…

2007-01-10T09:05:00.000Z

They say Life is a compromise and compromise is Death.

2007-01-10T08:58:00.000Z

In search of a better day

She said goodbye
And I said its okay
There was no point you see, asking –
What why and where

The journey has just begun
And destiny is still far away
So I move on
In search of a better day

Traveled I have
Through thousand dreams
In search of one
That shall put an end

Aspiration is a funny thing
Somehow it always remains…

The journey has just begun
And destiny is still far away
So I move on
In search of a better day

I lie down in dirt
But only for a while
Then it shall be another turn
With the mist and the sky

Until then see me gone
Consider me flown away…

The journey has just begun
And destiny is still far away
So I move on
In search of a better day

2007-01-10T08:55:00.000Z

Into my mind
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Down inside…

2007-01-10T08:54:00.000Z

I have been often accused of speaking from the heart
More than often I have said more than I should have
Or said nothing where atleast I should have
But I don’t expect as I speak for people to agree
They disagree giving me a strange sense of pleasure that I never experienced

2007-01-10T08:42:00.000Z

A wonderfully beautiful poem by MOTHER TERESA

People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self centered;
Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, People may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.
What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have, as it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you've anyway.
You see, in the final analysis it is between you and God;
It was never between you and them anyway.

2006-09-07T07:07:00.000Z

Bitter Sweet Symphony
I can write
I can write
I am defined
And the undefined
Sacred forces born to kill
But still
I am alive
I am alive
That sea and that sky
Secret way to paradise
Everyone knows the secret
But feels like disguise
Open lie
Open lie
I am the truth around me
Wrapped in all that I see
And I want to be
Jumping down the mountain
I want to be drowning into the sea
Flying to the sun
Landing on the moon
Don’t tell me what
Why where how, and when
Only take my hand
No promises again
Never again
Never again
I only want company
When I am walking
When I am running
Someone left behind
Chasing me
Life has for long been
Not what it was
But what it wanted to be
Can’t take all that anymore
Don’t have any explanations to give
Nothing to take too
Except for your hand
That was always slipping from my hands
Like the sand
I am stepping over the same
On my way to Maine
And now landed in a boat
I want to use you
Like I use the row
The boat is swift
Without any indifferent flow
Parachutes are drifting me away
Or are they carrying me to that day
Bright sunny day
Of hope
And realization
Of knowing
Myself so well
Like that third person
Who knows the first person
I m not even thinking -
Should I go?
Should I go?
Cause me is where I is and they and you
Parachute is flying
And now I have left that tight hold
And now I am flying too
Into the blue
Into the blue…

2006-08-17T06:32:00.000Z

Color my world
Color my world

Into the moon
Into the sun
I am on the run…
Hold me inside
The palm of your hands
Where I can sleep…
Until the day
Breaks down on me
Set me free…
From all of the joy
All of the pain
Filling my vein…
The blood shall reveal
A truthful man
His honesty…
All of the shades
Of blue and green
Fading away
Into the gray…
Don’t turn away
Don’t turn away

Color my world
Color my world

2006-08-06T09:15:00.000Z

"There are moments when you are flowing,
When nothing holds you, when you are open…
And I just allow myself…to flow"
She said it,
and i let her go....

2006-08-04T09:19:00.000Z

I don’t want to think
I just wish to fly
Far away from this place
They call paradise

What can anyone offer?
That I already not possess
Happiness has its own wings
And so does the stress…

2006-08-04T04:55:00.000Z

What have I?

Desire wings, thirsting to fly

Deep wide ocean,

and an Air-filled sky...