कुछ इस कदर
उसकी नजर
मेरे दिल को
घायल कर दी
मरने के बाद भी
हर रात को
मेरी चिता
दर्द से चिल्लाती  है

eclipsed

I was walking with my friends
talking love, life and death
She called me over phone
i heard her catching her breath

look, look at the moon
the moon's color is red
the eclipse will start soon
and thats what she said

I asked my friends
to get lost somewhere
with the phone in hand
her presence was so near

Walking in the beach
looking at the moon
talking heart to heart
the moment was a boon

wine?

Call it her phantom, visage or dream
that escapes the confines of my mind
running amok in the real world
braking everything that she could find
guitar, piano, table, chair, plates
she even brings smiles to the grind
Is it my late night wine to be blamed
or is something wrong with my mind?

On the other side of the mirror

I look at her through  a mirror
I see a whole new world
I bring her roses every day
to put in the image of her hair
i bring the light of the stars and the moon
to bathe her image in love and purity.
She stands on the other side of the mirror
She sees nothing but the dark shadow
of an immovable object

To the girl in green

Eating alone on an empty table

cabbage, rice and chicken pieces

my prancing eyes running races

catches a glimpse of the girl in green

from a million dissolving faces.

How hope is born

You tied my hands and my legs
my mouth and my eyes and
threw me into water
The only thing I can do
now is think of you

what is love

What is love but a full-stop
at the beginning of a sentence
and few words scattered
loosely here and there.

Love is not a fiction.
No madam. Nor its the specter
sitting lightly on my bed
disturbing my sleep every night.

she is right perhaps

Because I cannot do
except wander
in the hopeless terrain
of unrequited love

I walk alone
trying to see a rainbow
through droplets
of unsmiling tears

she is right perhaps
that i am mad in my head
delusional too
i see hope, where none exists

earth is spherical

She said move on,
so i moved to the corner of the earth
only to realise
the earth is spherical o_O

If I could write a poem - too much

If I could write a poem
I would talk about her smile
that helps poor people across the world
sleep in the night
believing that there is god

May be I would talk about her thin hands
that midas would have been proud of
every metal that it touches turns gold,
every food it touches becomes nector
every soul it touches, is liberated

Or I could talk about her eyes

summer

May be there are people who love the rain
but i love to walk in the sun

Sometimes its too hot
and i sweat a lot
every step becomes a pain
and my feet often hurts


I remember old summers
when she used to walk beside
we used to walk beneath the shades
of trees and unborn dreams

regular coffee

Everyday
after my regular coffee
at three in the evening
I spend five minutes thinking about her

the coffee often tastes bitter
though i add lot of sugar

उसकी ख़ामोशी में

खुद को तलाश रहा हूं मैं 

न जाने किस नुक्कड़ में

मेरी मुलाकात

उसकी रूह से हो जाये 

या मेरी जिंदगी की परिभाषा 

पानी से घुल जाये 

The way she wants it

Its because she wanted the silence
I killed the sun and
made the whole world sleep
to the tune of the fading moon light

Its because she wanted me to move away
I dug a hole deep enough
to jump across to the nether world and
locked myself behind a broken mirror

today when she needs nothing
i look at myself, not knowing

what you ask is what you get

what you ask is
what you get

A little rain
a little sunshine
a little damp winter

She wanted dreams
then more dreams
then silence
then more silence
now more distance

All i ask is
little smile
glow in the eyes
for

how i shooed away my sleep forever

every wednesday
i would travel a thousand kilometer
in a rickety bus
to listen to her
complain about
her dreams
her friends
her job
her everything

she would always ask me
if i was sleepy
and i would always answer no
though my eyelids weighed heavily
in dew drop laden sleep
the mushy cutie sleep
the soft walking sleep
the lovely fragile sleep
the envious little sleep

If I could see her one last time

As death danced before me
in my dreams
holding my hand
All I wanted was
to see my lady love
one last time

There are people
who would plead with death
to save their life
or ask for devils pact
All I wanted was to see her
one last time

I remembered a night
when we talked of plans
to go and meet a death cheater
she probably knew, if this day comes
All I will ask is to see her
one last time

We had booked a car
she had told nobody
we joked about death
as we sat side by side

Everything about you is beautiful

Your smile, your eyes and your lies

remember the nights
we used to talk for hours
you used to say take care of me