Tera Lautna

Tera Lautna

Khamoshi bhi aaj chup ho gai hai
Aaj jo yaad mujhe teri aa gai hai
Ujaale ki barish aaj fir se nahi thamti
Zindagi me laut kar teri roshni aa gai hai

Akelepan ki saazish ka chhaya tha jo kohra
Aaj us dhundh me nazar tu aa gai hai
Palko me doobe hue khwab jo the thode
Lagta hai ki un khwabo me taazgi aa gai hai

Mere kamre me betartibi si faili hui cheeze
Wo niharti hain aise kit tu sanwarne aa gai hai
Meri kavitaye jo gumsum si dabi thi panno ke beech
Aaj jhoomti hain yun ki unki sureelee awaaz aa gai hai.

ashu

A tragic evening

Long shadows of evening that intercept each other
Uneven meadows where children hide and seek
Under the shade of the tired sun, when we sat to discover each other
With my eyes turned to ground and yours zeroed to peak.

I twiddled my thumbs, urged you to accompany
My dear you said it would be too hard a journey
I looked at your strange face bearing redness past sun in background,
Oh was it the same one with whom I enjoyed the symphony.

The more I felt I discovered you, the more stranger you get
Thy eyes seeming shining my tending to wet
You turned mysterious as never before
And I think I have to discover you yet.

- Ashu

From the point of No-return

Unmistakably her eyes were misted,
The sweeping winds buffeted her tresses
The lips were dried their crust blackened
And she concealed what I could easily see.

Somewhere deep within her heart ached
Her bosom could not hold more pain
Yet her words belied her feeling
She was stern as ever before.

The sense of loss, agony & pain
The thought of lonely summers, winter and rain
Yet words betray the emotion that flood her

Some where deep within she knew its end.

ashu

आत्मविवेचना
ठहरा हुआ,स्थिर हूँ गतिहीन हूँ थका सा ,
शून्य को निहारता सोचता मैं ठगा सा,
क्या यह ही वो सपने हैं ,यह ही वो मंजिलें हैं
जहाँ पहुँचने को हम चले थे
कितने ताने-बाने बुने थे
कितने भांति के रंग चुने थे
सारे वे कैसे घुलमिल गए ,
पल में सारे मटमैले हो गए
ठोकर लगे कि सारे ख्वाब बिखर गए
कांच की बनी मंजिलें चटक गए
उस तस्वीर में फिर से रंग भर रहा हूँ
बिखरे टुकडो को समेट कर एक कर रहा हूँ,
शून्य से भी समेटने की चेष्टा करता हूँ
पर कुछ न पाकर भी फिर शून्य में निहारा करता हूँ,
और स्वयं को गतिशील करने का प्रयास करता हूँ

syah panne

हर खामोशी में कोई बात छुपी होती है ,
चमकीले दिनों में भी अन्दर कोई रात छुपी होती है |
ज़िन्दगी इतनी भी ख़ुशी कि सौगात नहीं है ,
गौर से सुन ज़रा अन्दर घुटती आवाज़ छुपी है |
मुस्कुराहटों को सजाया है मैंने होठों पर मगर
साथ नहीं देती आँखें जिसमे आँसू भरी हालात छुपी है |
रंगीन महफिलों से दोस्ती कि बहुत बहुत कोशिश तो की ,
दिल के एक कोने में वो ही ज़मात बैठी है |
अकेला मैं रह तो गया हूँ बहुत पीछे ,
शायद लौटेगा कोई इसकी आस छुपी है |

Journey

Life is indeed a journey , thats too one about which you you can never be sure whether you ll be able to reach the goal which you set for. Well most of the high-spirited persons tend to dismiss the whole affair as the sheer inability of the cocerned person to withstand the pressure of highly deamanding situations. That in my opinion is too simplistic an approach to classify the world as achievers and failures. The story goes much beyond that. You yield somewhere to gain elsewhere. You let down someone to meet someone else expectations. The same is the case with my life. I may not stand tall as victor in my life yet I would prefer to make the same choices regardless of the end to which I may like to meet in my life.

Heartfelt grief

Endless joy with rolling tears,
the dreamy eyes , artificial cheers.
the pain embedded deep in heart
And memories fly to the aching past.

All delight and dreamy flights ,
crash into the zone of twilight.
The poetry spurts out of heart with pain..
And all I do look my life at disdain.