From the rise of the golden empire on the sky,
           to the silver one shining over
            my head,

From listening the morning songs of those perfect singers who fly,
           to their coming back to bed...

From the time I get conscious,
         to the tiime I'm intoxicated,
               I'm addicted,
To borrow some words,
                     from nature's hymns,
To colour them in my emotions,
                     & create my own rhymes...

She walks in proud,
With her neck high,
                Just like a mountain peak...

She walks swiftly,
Just like the waves,
Taking away many hearts,
With her heartbeat going up-&-down,
             Hiding it from all others that
                                         she's weak...

She,
The one known for proud,
Is the one filled inside with insecurities & doubt!
She,
The one notorious for proud,
In loneliness cries aloud!
She,
The one who is said the definition of beauty,
     & idol of proud,
Just wear the mask of being happy,
She hides her ugliness inside,

She,
The one who's thought to be the mistress of proud,
Is filled up with insecurities & doubt,

She,
The one surrounded by a thousand friends,
Is the one who cries every moment,
But to be happy she always pretends...

She,
The Princess of silence,
Holds the volcanoes inside...

I laugh through my words
So my pain goes unheard.
I joke through my darkest hour,
To drain the pain of power.

You won't see me frown,
But that doesn't mean I'm okay.
I'll take the crown,
"King of laughs,"you say.
I'll take the crown,
But the pain doesn't wash away.

मौत के तूफानों में,
                      रोशनी के आखिरी दिये-सी,
                          आखिरी पल तक जलती
                                      -जिंदगी!

   अपने आंचल में मौत की सेज सजाती शमाओ पर,
                      परवाने- सी मंडराती
                                      -जिंदगी!

     मौत की अंधियारी रात में,
                      सितारो-सी जंग लड़ती
                                      -जिंदगी!

वो दिया ही क्या,
                  जो तूफानों से घबराए,
वो परवाना ही क्या,
                 जो शमा में राख न हो पाए,
वो सितारा ही क्या,
                जो रात से डर कर सुबह की रोशनी में खो
                 जाए,
वो जिंदगी ही क्या,
                 जो डर के आंचल में समाकर,
                 हर पल सौ मौतें मर कर जी जाए!

डर के परदे से निकलकर,
मौत की भट्टी से गुज़र कर,
               सोने-सी दमकती
                                         -जिंदगी!!!!

Being a child I used to say,
      "Everyone loves me!"

When I grew up a bit,
& they called me a grown up kid,
I used to say,
       "Everyone hates me!"

But oh, now I smile at my childishness,
& know how wrong was I,
Now I say,
      "Everyone likes me,
                     But nobody loves...."
Now I say,
      "Love now is merely a word,
       Which died before I came in this
        world..."