To hear all-out would be ear-splitting
So like a tusk piercing through my heart
Like a wind rustling fleetingly
Through the valley I muttered
Hankering the need to be there would soon be over

As the dab hand struggled
For low-keyed lines to what's uncovered
My eyes swelled up
Held back the silvery icicles
Before they fall down the cheeks like rain in the summer

My hurdles, snags, & pitfalls seemed tiny dots
Next to his giant sheepshank slubs
Yet did not bear me spur
I won't ever feel any better

What else would matter
When one's existence becomes faint spurts of tiny embers
When one's crystal anchor too soon turns to blur

Whether or not heard in a corner I said a pray'r
For courage & strength as I live out my toil
For heavens to keep the fire
In this brightly shining star's light.

Wajah bewajah
bina baat hi kabhi bas,
log rootha kyu karte hain ?

Kyu
apni hi ummeedon ke tang jaal mein
din raat,
yun hi ghuta karte hain ?

Jaane anjaane
hum  “humare” “apno” se
wada jhootha kyu karte hain ?

Zindagi ki daud dhoop mein
kuch saathi bante hain
toh kuch
choota kyu karte hain ?

Dilon ke rishte
Aksar toota kyu karte Hain ?

Yeh roothne manane ka akhir silsila kya hai
Kai baar mile aur bichad gaye
Bhala majra kya hai ?

Iss banne aur sawarne ki
Iss tootne bikharne ki
Aakhir dawa bhi kya hai ?

Hey Nath,
Yeh das tumhare charano mein
Gira hua hai pooch raha
Mera dil hi kahin behaya kya hai
Ya paap ka ghada shaayad bhar gaya hai

Iss bhava bandhan mein phansa  hua
Meri karun pukaar suno
Kukarmo ke daldal mein dhansa hua
Kar raha chitkaar suno
Davagni mein jal raha
Bheesan hahakaar suno

Daya karo ab hey Bhagvan
Ya ban Narsingh sanhaar karo
Aap ki sharan mein ab yeh dushtt
Iss neech ka uddhar karo