Revisiting

Hi this is a poem I wrote in Hindi late last year ...


Tu hi toh banata hai apni kismat,
Phir bhi hai teri yeh fitrat,
Ki sochta hai main kya hoon...
Mann se kehta hai ki kuch ban jau...
Dete huye khushi sabko...
Kyu tu kosta hai khudko?
Tera khuda hai tere saath,
Aur koi aggar ho bhi paas...
Nahi de sakta itni khuski ...
Jo uski ibaadat se hia milti...
Tu sawaal pooch ... woh jawab dega...
Usne hi toh tujhe kiya hai paida...
Basa hai teri rooh mein...
Sirf ek muskurahat se sama jayega usmein...
Kabhi nahi tu hai akela...
Khuda hamesha se hai tera...


Its been a while since I wrote something...

here is what i wrote to my word:

where have you vanished my dear words?
its been sometime since from you i heard...


you visited me so often earlier...
those times werent this merrier...

is it that you act as a vent?
in times i cannot mend?

and go away when i am back to being me,
that is how it is... you now i dont see...

Running

the world waits for the moment...
when you the god sent...
gets down in the streets...
and achieves the feats...
the ones you could only dream...
thinking you will never get the cream...

just get up right now from here...
believe in yourself... have no fear...
he is there with you when you walk...
lets not waste time in this talk...

walk is slow ... run as fast as you can...
show the world that you are the man ...
that they have been waiting for...
even if you are not tall...
make your dreams so high ...
even if you lack in physical might...
you have the power to use your mind...
to even leave your inspiration behind...

believe in yourself and keep running...
be yourself not like the fox so cunning...

dont let time change the angel in you...
but show this side only to the deserving few...

each moment is worth a lifetime to live...
and in each life... never forget to give...
you will get back ten fold that is a promise...
but to reach there ... first just start to ... live ...

Wording

I wonder what would we do without words...
sometimes they bring together the two worlds...

and some other time makes two people drift...
away from each other... as in a rift...

but they are important i guess...
if on the purity of feelings i stress...

true words are heard from the heart...
no not being cheeky or being smart...

innocent words show the human being in us...
often we get caught in the lust...

to say things in way others say...
but all of us have a different bay...

being yourself when using words is important...
this lesson is probably still to be learnt...

by the inspired living being inside...
who becomes else to satisfy its pride...

words are a treasure and should be used in the manner...
probably have inside us our own scanner...

our relation with words should be such ...
that the difference between them and us shouldnt be much...

and be felt by others just as our touch...
not as an arrow being struck...

be kind to words and they shall be kind too...
and what you say from the heart is bound to come true...

Loving

words cant describe what you are to me...
only people who know me can see...

you trust me even when i dont trust myself ...
this is now in my heart felt...

even if this is excitement of the moment...
i would prefer to live it to the fullest...

yes i am going to ride so high ...
all i am going to do is enjoy ..

i know even if i fall from here...
i have nothing to fear...

you my love are standing...
with your arms wide open...

to save me from the pain ...
or any other strain...

i believe in thee ...
everything now i see...

is what you want me to ...
this is the truth ...

i ll say what you want me to say ...
i know you ll guide me if i go astray...

trust you my lord to the core...
and your trust in me ... i dont need anything more ...

Perfecting

All around me I see,
Almost every being,
Searching for perfection in everything,
Even I am a part of this scene...
Trying to rhyme each line...
Of this poem of mine...
Still there comes this thought,
That was to me by myself brought,
Of finding the perfection in imperfection,
Has now caught my fascination...
And is making me think,
Of this as the missing link...
Between me and true happiness...
And the answer to this 'mess'...

Accepting people as they are,
Even if to me they are close or far...
But more than the people around me,
My mirror asks, ‘Am i accepted by thee?’
Or in simple terms, do you accept yourself?
On being asked this I felt...

Probably I haven’t thought of this before,
And did not enter this door,
To avoid answering to the mirror,
But now I want to let go of this fear,
And accept the reality...
Just thinking of this brings some clarity,
To me about the future,
And as I act as my own teacher,

I realise how me not accepting the truth,
And taking some unknown route,
Brought me to this juncture,
Where this thought can either be punctured,
Or brought to life and lived,
Because, when I got sad or frustrated,
On or because of someone else,
Me to myself each time silently said,
I never tried to learn,
That it’s actually a fire that still burns,
In me, a side of this entity I call me,
Was still left unhealed....

Understanding

Its been a while,

Since, with you, I spent time.

You understand me,

So I don't feel the need,

To explain the reason,

Of this dry season,

When we conversed so little.

My friend, I was stuck in the middle,

Of taking this decision,

To either think of the vision,

Or... wait you understand,

What I want to say and,

So I wont explain further,

Now this distance wont be wider.

The time my love is now,

Please dont ask how.

Because in the end you will,

understand, but until,

we reach that stage,

lets cross this maze,

together, guiding each other,

What others say? Dont bother,

If you are with me honey,

I dont need the money.

You are my wealth.

With you, I see my ego melt.

And before we get tied in some knot,

Lets just start..again..lets...talk...

Knowing

When the world turns away ...

who will with me stay...???
in my darkest hours...
when from me i am far...
who will make me bring me back,
to myself, when i am off track,
will there be someone,
who ll get the wrongs undone...???
and give me the comfort,
i could feel in my heart...
if there is no one,
i know it ll be the spirit of the sun,
who ll make the phoenix burn again...
and rise from the pain...
with the almighty by my side,
to eternity shall i ride ...

A poem i forgot to upload ... i shall upload some more soon ...