शायरी भी एक खेल है
शतरंज का…
जिसमे लफ़्ज़ों के मोहरे
मात दिया करते हैं एहसासों को…
और शहंशाह अक्सर तनहा हो जाते हैं!!

Poetry,
a game of chess,
In which
the words, the chess pieces
keep defeating
the feelings
and
the winners end up lonely!!

O' dusk gloomy!
Don't frighten me now!
Will you let me come home,
by the onset of the dark night??

O' Night darkly!
Don't keep me wide awake!
Will you let me merge within,
to resurrect into sunny bright??

O' stars sparkly!
Don't hide behind the cloud!
Will you decorate my darkness,
to glitter the sky with your sight??

O' Moon loony!
Don't play hide and seek!
When will you comeback,
to fill my heart with delight??

O' Time fleetly!
Don't keep me waiting!
When will you heal my soul,
and fill me with white light??

O' Life floaty!
Don't keep me chasing!
The day we will unite,
I shouldn't die of inner fight??

जब दिन ढल जाये, रात गहराए, तो शहंशाह अपना हरम देखते हैं।
और हम शायर कोनों किनारों में तन्हाई और अपनी लिखाई, कागज, कलम देखते हैं।

As
the lights dim
and
the nights come,
Queens and Kings
look for the palaces,

and

we, the writers, hook up,
look for the pen and papers,
solitude in corners.

Once

Someone said,
never burn a bridge,

But

I say few bridges are
beyond repair
are meant
to be burnt,
to be swallowed,
by liberating fire, and
to be watched turning to ashes..

For

there are always,
few other ways,
to cross the waterways,

Or

There is another river,
to be crossed over,
by a bridge,
which is under repair,

And

Reinforce that other bridge,
Address that ridge,
Work on that bridge,
which abridges
The more important path
of
eternal union

Let your write,
Be full of light!

But it's ok to gloom,
Also write your doom!

None to please,
Just to release!

Let others judge you,
Doesn't matter, just be you!

Emotions into writes, channelize,
Their world "Wordsmiths"synthesize!

Your life is your book,
You are the author!
Induce and reduce the role of characters,
Close the old ones,
and
write new chapters!
Be the editor!!

Only wish,
that they feel,
when i think
of them.

o          o       o        o        o
0         0       0         0       0
O        O        O        O      O
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Yesterday, it drizzled,
or a desire sizzled?
Deep yet steep!

o      o   o    o   o    o    o   o    o
0     0    0   0    0     0    0    0   0
O    O    O   O   O    O    O   O   O
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
**Today, it's raining
or the desire paining?
Slow yet steady!

Not only the winner,
but the one
knowing that,
when to be a loser,
is also
"Alexander"

Appreciate people
for
pronouncing wrong,
They might
be
avid readers.
:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
Appreciate people
for
spelling mistakes,
They might
be
good listeners.

The
LOVE
in my heart,
meant  for  the
unavailable people,
begins to shower
on  myself
and
the life
becomes
BEAUTIFULL
**
*

Right situation wrong time
Wrong situation right time
Right words  at wrong  line
Wrong script but right line
No attachment always fine
Since nothing  is ever mine

A fruit and vegetable vendor,
simple and humble,
Always seen with his handcart,
alongside the road, which was parked.
On my way back
from the gym,
Bought the fruits and vegetables
daily from him.

Neither the quality!
Nor the variety!!

But his  greetings "Namaste Didi" with that innocent smile,
caught my attention for a while.
That friendly gesture
made me feel familiar.

Balming the lonely and tired soul,
in the foreign soil,
in this city of strangers,
accommodating many dwellers.

While lost in own thoughts,
or busy in the cell-phone chats.
But this simple guy never failed,
seeing me come, he sweetly hailed.
"Namaste Didi"

Once, when I resumed
after a vacation,
Found dozers, excavators
busy in construction.
An all new road, footpath
for beautification,
It's the "smart city" project's
much awaited implementation.

I realized, that something was amiss!
"Namaste Didi", welcoming, friendly voice!

I looked for him all around,
Standing near a pole, he was found.
Neither cheerful, nor fruit or vegetable?
Uttered him, now the business not feasible.
Not allowed to park his cart anywhere,
As "The Smart City Mission" started here.

Go to the big stores now,
for the daily needs,
Roadside vendors
pulled out like weeds.

Neither friendly smile, nor simplicity!
"Namaste Didi" swallowed by "the smart city"!!

Do we really need a "smart city",
or simply a city?
addressing the needs of all,
retaining its simplicity.
The social warmth
and existing friendliness,
Accommodating all
with self sustenance.

**Isn't socialism, just a myth!
No offence, this way I think!!

When
everything
seems
nothing,
One
acquires
nothingness
i­n
**everything

The fume

A thick dark fumy cloud
Dormant it lies, but often loud
Precariously overhead, it flowed
The sunshine of the life, it swallowed
It rained, challenged by the mighty peak
In the heart, It pained, to see it weak
The cloud was small but heavy
However dusty and floaty.

The doom and gloom

Embracing in its shadow
In desert, plains and meadow
Eclipsing the days, sunny bright
Dreadful, with the darkening night
With me, always  hanging around
When noticed, nearby it's found
Haunting me with a sadness
Flaunting its darkness
A lot in the cloud explored
Then consciously, It was ignored
But dancing at the back of the mind
Past  hurts and  pains, it  put to rewind

The boom and bloom

And then, letting it flow across, I got immersed,
In fine tiny droplets, the cloud
dispersed,
Now each droplet addressed
separately
Was dried in the shiny sun
completely
All of the cloud, dripped to
evaporate
Condensed eventually, as
distillate
My pains, by that elixir,
cured,
Alchemised me
into
24 carat gold

"Nothingness"
is
something
like~being
nothing**
every time
and
nothing
else

One small moment, never ending,
To throw it out, I'm intending,
more it's descending,
and trending.

Desire nothing,
be nothing,
like
dust,
To
liberate,
it's
must.

What do i want?

nothing
actually
I want
**nothingness

What gives me
happiness?
Nothing
but
**nothingness.

I wonder,
even when
i am drinking tears,
why my lips and throat
are drying of
dehydration
...

What
if
the
pillows
could collect
the tears
and
recycle
them
to
drinkable water,
could be supplied
to the people
who are
in
drought
affected
area
?

Someone asked
Where
I
live,
I
said
in
THIS MOMENT
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When asked
When
is
the
best time?
I
said
**NOW

The madness
of
finding
depth
in
simple
things
is
p
o
e
t
r
y

The madness*
of
talking to people,
who're absent,
is
*poetry

()
((  ))
((        )))
(the desires)
(are the~droplets)
(Soothing~pleasant,)
(when~~~~~~~~~~~fall)
(on~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~the)(heated~~~~~~~~~~~ea­rth,)
(desirable~~~~~~~and when)
(are in~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~excess)
(soaking~~~~~~~~~~~choking)
(flooding~~~­~irritating)
**(undesirable)

U
are a stream
    violent.............transient
  careless............­........ruthless
passing.........................crossing
My love is...................... a bubble
flowing...................................bursting
sinki­ng,..... but...surfacing...up later
multiplying, when you fell down.
floating...till...end..and..will
merge..in..sea..with
U

We all have a life!
Few just add years,
But others add it to years!
We all are sinners!
Few admit,
Others dismiss!

All have story!
Few narrate,
Others just relate!
All have secrets!
Few unfold,
Others remain untold!

All have willpower!
Few exercise it,
Others dont recognize it,
We all love sometimes!
Few love forever,
Others unlove later!

All get hurt deeply!
Few forgive it,
Others relive it!
All are broken into pieces!
Few just shatter,
Others built castle!

We all shed tears!
Few secretly,
Others publicly!
All part eventually!
Few contentedly,
Others offendedly!

All have regrets!
Few move on,
Others cling on!
All have pains!
Few grow through it,
Others just go through it!

We all die!
Few just once,
Others many a times!
All evolve!
Few in this lifetime,
Others in future lifetime!

Single~
an equation with one variable,
Can be solved easily,
Irrespective of no of constants.

Together~**
An equation with two variables,
Can be solved somehow,
If boundary conditions applied.

Concern
is the measure of love,
"lovemeter"**
not yet invented....

No lookback
No comeback
No rollback
is
possible.
Only
flashback
of
"U"
is
killing
now
.....

Breath,
The most
precious
gift,      value
it before        it's lost.
~~     ~~    ~~  ~~   ~~  ~~
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

prayers never fails
till we breathe last
and there after

BE HAPPY FOR NO REASON,
THE REASON WILL FIND YOU..

"............I.........."
..reduced..
to nothing
in front of
HIM    and
I    c a n be
n o t h i n g
w i t h o u t
"...........HIM.........."

☺☺☺☺☺☺☺☺☺☺☺☺☺☺
☺The impact..........P...........of trauma☺
Effected right......O.....at the root. The
sensitiveness..........E............ is caused by this and a.......T.....sharp pain..T..shoots,
a route to..R... the root .....R....was made and.........Y...... .removed.......Y.........the paining........W.......nerve.......W'..numbed
rebuilt....­O........by filling....O.... with syllables ...R.........inwards ...R......and
then ........D.......the...........D...supported extra......S.... by ......S........words,
c  a  p  p  e  d   w  i  t  h   s  m  i  l  e
    a   n   d      t  h  e      p   a   i   n          
       h        e        a       l           e       d.              
p      e       a      c     e      f    u     l    l    
*F         O         R          E        V       E      R

टिपटिपाते आँसू हैं ये तारे,
चाँद उकसाता है रातों को..
अपनी पीली धूप से सुखा दो,
तुम सुबह का सूरज बनके..

Twinkling stars or dripping teardrops,
Moon triggers in dark night.
Come soon O my Sun!
Dry them with yellow light.

Every cloud is not meant
for ushering the rain
and roaring loud,
and to stay
forever
....
Few just come, dance,
decorate your sky
for awhile and
float away
forever
.....

What
makes me
behave
nonsense?

The sense of
your presence
in
your
absence
?
and/or
The sense of
your absence
in
your
presence
?

/
I wonder            / there is
any app                 in  /      play store to photoshop a              /        broken heart
to restore               /                to liven it
to lighten it        /           to brighten it
to straighten/ it   to apply filter
to color, /to faint the scars
and/ to crop the
/ unwanted
/        one        
.