Mohabbat ka Bazaar...

Aaj phir dil se ek nikli hai ek pukar,
Aaj phir pahunch gaya hun main bazaar,
Jahan har modh pe bikta hai jhoota pyar,
Jahan banti hai bas sacche pyar ki mazaar.

Har lafz kehta hai ek nayi dastan,
Oh! humsafar tujhme hai mera saara jahan,
Tere liye aaye hain hum yahan,
In farebiyon se bachke ab jaun kahan.

Kaun hai mera jo ab samjhe ja mujhe,
Kisko bataun ab zakhm is dil ke,
Samajha tha maine khuda tujhe,
tune he kar diye dil ke hazaar tukde.

Nahi hai chahat ab chahat pane ki,
Kimat lagti hai yahan mohabbat lagane ki,
Imaan ko bech kar daun hai paisa kamane ki,
Yahi sacchai hai iss naye zamane ki...

The Solitary Reaper - By William Wordsworth

This is one of those poems that comes back again and again to me. Although I had this when I was in primary school, but till date its crystal clear in my memory. I was thinking of penning down something but this poem came back again to me, thus I thought I would post the same here.
I love this because its filled with a certain kind of emotion that you can only feel but cannot tell someone. It comes out from deep within the heart and if you can connects directly to your heart. One of my favourite:

" The Solitary Reaper - by William Wordsworth"

"Behold her, single in the field,
Yon solitary Highland Lass!
Reaping and singing by herself;
Stop here, or gently pass!
Alone she cuts and binds the grain,
And sings a melancholy strain;
O listen! for the Vale profound
Is overflowing with the sound.

No Nightingale did ever chaunt
More welcome notes to weary bands
Of travellers in some shady haunt,
Among Arabian sands:
A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard
In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird,
Breaking the silence of the seas
Among the farthest Hebrides.

Will no one tell me what she sings?--
Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow
For old, unhappy, far-off things,
And battles long ago:
Or is it some more humble lay,
Familiar matter of to-day?
Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain,
That has been, and may be again?

Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sang
As if her song could have no ending;
I saw her singing at her work,
And o'er the sickle bending;--
I listened, motionless and still;
And, as I mounted up the hill,
The music in my heart I bore,
Long after it was heard no more"

Meri zindagi...

Ek naya andaaz laya hun,
Socha ki pehele aapko bata dun.
Chehre phi thi uski ek qatil muskan,
Dil mein tha armaan karun kaise pehchan.
Phele bar jab nazar hui unpar,
Hum toh as gir gaye gash khakar.
Hairat mein puchna sabne ki "Kya hua?"
Kaise bataun kisi zaalim ne aaj mere dil to chooa.
Aisa sunahara tha uska rang,
Udd jaun uske sanng bannke patang.
Nain the uske bade he kajrare,
Awaaz pe uski marte the saare.
Ab na raha mujhe din ka hosh,
Na re rahi meri raatein khamosh.
Bas leta hun ab main tera he naam,
Kyon karta hai zamana mujhe pareshan.
Tujh pe jaaye saari duniya vaari vaari,
Kyonki tu hai meri shaan ki sawari
- Meri pyari "scooter" :)

Realization...

This post was written by me during one of the lectures, I didn't know what came over me when I wrote this thing, but later on I thought that I should post it over here.

The rays of the morning sun,
Make the darkness fade away.
Bringing light in life is the aim,
Did we all receive the light?
The rays were full of warmth and love,
The light was of care that we share.
Everyone wants all of these,
But do we deserve and receive them?
Everyone has closed their hearts,
The brain has become a machine.
Feeling have started to fade,
Has this happened to you?
All questions are answered by brain,
The heart bleeds without a beat.
Has the world done this to me or Was it me?
Did the realization came too late?

Those were the best days of my life...

The face is a mirror of emotions,
Remembering the sweet days of commotion,
The life at school was hard to forget,
But college was loads of fun once can get.
The first day of college when I was a grown kid,
Ragging was the word I most dread,
The term seniors was no less of a torture in the first week,
Marks were left on cheek with slaps-streak.
Classes were a place to pull the leg of classmates,
Who cared that time what's our fate.
Workshop tasks were live stories,
Ragging batch mates were favorite movies.
Time went like a swift passenger before my eyes,
In second year we realized how fast it flies,
The feeling of being seniors was second to none,
I am the king - I am the only one.
Always thought that this would last long,
And thinking about this came third year along,
The feeling of enlightenment came in being,
A great vision by my soul was seen.
Suddenly the realty began to seep in,
The darkness of future began to creep in.
It was all about the ultimate aim in life to achieve,
The start was tough but I was not to leave.
The campus placements were a tense time for all,
Whether be it just an interview call.
Came the final year of soul searching,
The feeling of nostalgia was coming.
The tears were hard to stop from coming,
Amidst smiling face they were running.
The journey was about to take a sharp turn,
From a very beautiful path for which I would yearn.
The days were magic followed by diamond nights,
I would miss those group hugs and friendly fights.
Even today the heart yearns for those times,
Those were the best days of my life...

Zindagi ki raha...

Zindagi ki hai yeh chaha,
Aasaan ho jaye har raha.
Kyon nahi samajh paati hai yeh zindagi,
Aasaan raha se nahi kisi ki bandagi.

Free Soul

Few words that could make me heard,
A free spirit like a free bird.
Flowing with the wave of serene air,
A flowing soul in the world's fair.
Voices within make me add to the chaos,
With a calm face I give a sincere pose.
Veils of distrust keep me at a distance,
I want to free myself just once.
The cage of deception is holding me within,
Living life in a cage is a worse sin.
Soul of joy and peace are there to dance,
I will till eternity to get a single chance.
My heart is broken down in many a part,
Everyone has got a space but tearing it apart.
Something is there which I cannot comprehend,
My sins are grave and will take time to amend.
Till the time I can't be airborne like a bird in the sky,
I will bide for my time; then I will FLY...

Chhahat...

Har lamhe mein tu hai,
Sanson mein hai tera he saath,
Har chhahat ki hai tu aarzoo,
Jeene ka tu hai ek raaz.
Zarre zarre mein hai teri chhahat,
Rangon mein hai basi teri rangat,
Deewange hai tujhse meri,
Zindagi kya zingadi agar tum na ho...

Zindagi ki daud...

Chand Sawaalon mein kat gayi zindagi saari,
Numeron ki daud mein woh kyon hai haari.
Khel hai ye dimag ka, jo dil na samajh paaya,
Dil ke armaanon ko dil mein he kyon dafnaaya.
Pehli bar jab dekhi thi, duniya thi badi chulbuli,
Phir kitaabon ne kyon macha di hai dil mein khalbali.
Bachpan na jeeya, na jee paaya jawani,
Kahan kho gaye woh din, meri asli zindagani.
Sochta tha khel mein bahut naam paunga,
Papa ne kaha khel se kaise note kamaunga.
Addition, subtraction division sab ne bahut uljhaya,
Newton ke laws ne raat raat bhar jagaya.
Paise ki chahat ne poori zindagi mujhe daudaya,
Sochon toh kya main kabhi khud jee paya.
Hansi thi maangi, thodi khushi thi chahe,
Paise ki daud mujhe aaj kis mod pe le aayi.
Ab har sawaal ka ek he jawab sab mujhse lo,
Ek pal toh mujhe jeene do jeene do...

Khali ehsaas...

Waqt nein zindagi ko kai hisson mein baant diya,
Apni khushi ko apne haathon se kaat diya.
Jiya toh main kya jiya khud se aisa karke pyar,
Sabko maine mana mohra, zindagi ka kiya vyapaar.

Happy Holi...

Hi Everone...

Wishing you all a very Happy Holi...

May the colors color your life colorful,
Making it more sweet and beautiful,
Whats life if you cant experience the gift,
The colors are just wonderful,
If you understand what they tell you,
You have lived life to the full,
With the all the colors and thandai,
Holi aapki zindagi mein har khushi laaye
Happy Holi :)

Hai rangon ki bauchhar,
Pichkari ki fhuhar,
Geeton ki bahaar,
Thandai ka bukhar,
Aur sabke dilon mein pyar,
Yahi toh hai yaaron holi ka tyohar...

P.S. These were just written by me to post on Facebook.

Silence...

Silence within me is waiting to subside,
Its calmness is taking me for a ride,
I want to cry, I want to hide,
I am alone with no one by my side.

Searching for the soul within me,
That too its doing for free,
I thought my life was complete from A to Z,
It made me realize my life's an autumn tree.

Though I hope a spring to arrive,
On this hope many autumns I do thrive,
And that's when silence within me imbibe,
My life's just a race to survive.

A ravishing thought just comes by,
Like dropping from the heavenly sky,
Silence is silent and just watches by,
What do I do - Shout or Cry?

Oh! the worlds looks so deprived,
Off all the happiness that never arrived,
All the show was contrived,
Where silence but none survived.

Thats the essence of life in all,
Being happy is never a distant call,
Truth is being true to yourself and all,
Happniess in your life would silence install...

Few lines from within...

There were days when the life looked so bleak,
There were times when days looked so dull,
There were moments when I just lost it all,
There were beats that skipped their rhythm.
The times were neither good nor bad,
Looking behind in the mirrors of time,
I see a person just not himself anymore,
Fights within himself and outside raging red,
Wanting all that for himself that was never there.
The desire to be one and all made him none,
All the things had come and gone now,
He is still thinking was it right at that time,
Those fights were all his or never a part,
All apart they took from him was life.
This was a way that never was his,
He was lost, lost deep in a mirage,
Was his life a dream or apart in space,
Truth was it never occured in parts.
Life was a maze that was set as a task,
Few pieces joined few lying scattered,
Completing the task was the crux of life,
Living it worthwhile was the hint given at large.