जो भी लड़ा मेरे लिए
दुश्मनों से जा मिला
साथ में मेरी अधजली
रोटी भी ले गया
सदीयान बीत चुकी
अब मन करता है
नियती को मान ही लूँ
पेट से आई मानसी
दबी आवाज़ में कराह रही है
और कोने में रखी
चुराई हुई खाकी बंदूक
दिए की लौ में चमक रही है
कल पौ फटने पर
एक बार फिर कोशिश करूँगा
लकिरें बदलने की, एक पूरी रोटी की
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Lost Elements
Like the view
that was lost in the journey
Like the wave
that was lost in the tide
Like the speck
that was lost in the storm
Like the dew drop
that was lost in the first rays
Like the love
that was lost in promises
Was the life
that was lost in living.
that was lost in the journey
Like the wave
that was lost in the tide
Like the speck
that was lost in the storm
Like the dew drop
that was lost in the first rays
Like the love
that was lost in promises
Was the life
that was lost in living.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Souls and Bodies
The noise inside me stops
as you whisper
A poetry in stone emerges
as you sculpt me endlessly
Was it pain or meaningless happiness
that you chiseled away
A million flowers bloom- and I smell of
as the salt of your skin nourishes me
The scars within me heal
as you assault
Reborn is my fragmented soul
every time you dismember me
as you whisper
A poetry in stone emerges
as you sculpt me endlessly
Was it pain or meaningless happiness
that you chiseled away
A million flowers bloom- and I smell of
as the salt of your skin nourishes me
The scars within me heal
as you assault
Reborn is my fragmented soul
every time you dismember me
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