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I thought I was free
I thought you had logged outI thought I could be me nowOne false move, and you jumped back on my shouldersI’m carrying your weight now, like I did before My life is spent in caring for your needy demandsLike the habit I cannot shake, you’re ever presentStepping over my foot at every inchWalking alone is…
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He was beautiful
Words like destiny, holding him up to unattainable heightsUnmoved by words, unsold on dreamsCraving for a hand to hold, he never lived; aloneUncomfortable in his own skin, he was made perfectGod’s voice serenaded millions through himHis light still shines today – his body of work a cultural heritageSeparation anxiety weighs heavyHe was his own man,…
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There is always balance
She might have broken your heartShe might have taken things valuable to youShe did not take your soulYour spirit is intactEquanimity is not something you find; it finds youYour universe is somehow always balancedFinding yourself is the hardest thingLosing yourself is the toughest timeBatwara toh ho chukaJinhone jana tha chale gayeJo ruk gaye wohi hai…
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All I have to do is wait
Karma is not circular justice, being bipolar is not 0 & 1The chemicals that fool me and rock my boat, also keep me afloatThe insecurity of being human, overpowered by the impatience of being a man-childNo respite from the heat, no breathers on this beatJustice reserved in memory, the injustice of serving timeThe damage done…
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टिप टिप गिरता पानी
बूंद-बूंद से बनता सागररुपये-रुपये से बनता घररोज़ टिप-टिप गिरती बूंदें, बहती महासागर मेंरोज़-रोज़ बीज बोते, बनते बड़े पेड़ एक रुपया ज्यादा नहीं लगतामटके भर रुपये, हज़ार बीज देतेरोज़ बचाओ पेड़, एक दिन बनेगा पहाड़पहाड़ों पहाड़ बनाओ, चढ़ो चोटी पे एक सिक्के की कीमत, ज्यादा नहीं लगतीसुनो मटके में गिरते हुए, वो है पहाड़ की गूंजटिप-टिप…
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Khamoshiya
Ik zindagiYehi milti haiBolne ki, khulne ki, aur un beech Ki khamoshiyo ko sunne kiJyada bolta nai meKhamishyo ke beech hi rehta huZindagi ke shor meKhamoshi se ek dusre ke beech ki duri pigal jati haiPaida hote hi hum rone lagte haiMa ki godh me shant ho jate haiUs khamoshi ko yaad rakhta hai dimaagJab…
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Two people
A sole wondererA wandering fakirPoetry is his only possessionCigarettes his secret obsessionA soul searcherA stoic stirrerCommon men her only collectionStaunch believers her steadfast sidekicksA silent sea in between them14 years of separation; each exiled in their nationTight bonds broken into torn fragments of frictionLove – a fleeting emotion defined by heart breakThey were once oneOn…
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Life really does begin at 40
25 years of expectation, followed 13 silences1 big bang before I begin to bloom againAlways sincere, always excitableI was an exuberant young boy, bogged down by bipolarityI didn’t think it would last this longThe end of days; long nightsTo awaken to a fresh perspectiveA renewed revival of my self worthI’m looking forward to turning 40I…