I understand sorrow

I understand sorrow

Doesn't mean I am sad

Not living like you do

Doesn't mean I am dead

It's great to feel joy

But it's okay to feel pain

Universe balances everything

Not every win is a gain

Come, what may bring you

Ensure to have then fun 

When life can be a whirlpool

Be you and next to none

ये कैसा नया साल है

ये कैसा नया साल है 

जो बुझा हुआ हाल है 

कोई ग़म है या मलाल है 

ये कैसा नया साल है

खून सफ़ेद है पर 

चेहरा सुर्ख़ लाल है 

किस बात का बवाल है 

ये कैसा नया साल है

बदली है रंगत और 

बदली चाल ढाल है 

किस बात का कमाल है 

ये कैसा नया साल है

खो गये हैं ख़्वाब औ'

पिघल गये ख़याल हैं 

रूह गुमशुदा फ़िलहाल है 

ये कैसा नया साल है

सुर नहीं हैं मिल रहे 

बिगड़ी सारी ताल हैं 

न हिज्र न विसाल है 

ये कैसा नया साल है

दौलत का मोल क्या 

तिजोरी मालामाल है 

और दिल से कंगाल हैं 

ये कैसा नया साल है

सोच में सुकूँ नहीं 

ज़हन में बस सवाल है 

ये जी का जंजाल है 

ये कैसा नया साल है

कद बहुत है छोटा 

और आईना विशाल है 

सारी गलत मिसाल हैं 

ये कैसा नया साल है

पतझड़

पतझड़ के मौसम में, गुलाब नहीं मिलते
सवाल कई होते हैं, जवाब नहीं मिलते
हक़ नहीं कोई शिक़वा या शिकायत करें
हर दफ़े हकीकत और ख़्वाब नहीं मिलते

I write poetry

I write poetry

When words fail me 

I write poetry

When thoughts are too much

And expression is difficult

I write poetry 

When I am hurt

And when I hope

I write poetry 

To communicate 

I write poetry

To share my dreams

I write poetry 

To show that I love

And most of all

I write poetry

Because it's all me

Spread on a piece of paper

I don't know 

Whether you read poetry or me

You say you understand neither

And I say I believe you

But I am most afraid

That you understand 

Of what I am saying

And pretend that you don't 

सब कुछ तो है

सब कुछ तो है, पर न जाने क्यूं फिर भी, एक कमी सी है 

लबों पे मुस्कान, पर आंखों में फिर भी, एक नमी सी है 

दूर निकल आये, चलते चलते यूं ही, कि भूल गए मंज़िल 

देखें तो सही, कि राहें ये सारी, क्यूं थमी सी हैं

पिघलती हैं सांसें, घड़ी दर घड़ी, वक्त रुकता नहीं 

पर यादें ही हैं, न जाने क्यूं कमबख़्त, जमी सी हैं

कितने दफ़े

कितने दफ़े सोचते हैं
उन तमाम सारी बातों को
जो करनी हैं आपसे
पर कभी समझ नहीं आता
कि शुरू कहाँ से करें
कभी सोचते हैं ख़त लिख दें
कई बार लिखना कह पाने से
ज़्यादा आसान जो लगता है
पर फ़िर सहम जाते हैं
न जाने क्यूँ
सवाल और ख़याल कुलबुलाते रहते हैं
मुझे मालूम नहीं ये थोड़ा डर है या कोई झिझक
पर कभी कभी शब्द यूंही थम जाते हैं
कभी सोचते हैं कि आप क्या सोचते होंगे
क्या आपके भी दिल-ओ-दिमाग में
ऐसे ही उथल-पुथल होती है
क्या आप भी वह कह नहीं पाते
जो कहना चाहते हैं
क्या आपको भी कभी किसी अनजान बात का
डर लगता है
आपके सपने क्या हैं
आपकी चाहत क्या है
आपके दर्द क्या हैं
आपकी राहत क्या है
कितना कुछ जानना है
कितना कुछ बताना है
कितनी सारी बातें हैं
पर कभी समझ ही नहीं आता
कि शुरू कहाँ से करें
कभी सोचते हैं खत लिख दें
शायद ये एक ख़त ही तो है
कितनी सारी बातें हैं
जो करनी हैं आपसे
आना आप कभी फुरसत से
ज़िंदगी भर का वक़्त लेके

Weird dream

Sometimes I wonder why it is what it is

Like those dreams,

Which wake me up in the morning before I want to wake up

They are weird,

Not as much as me though.

The last dream I watched asleep,

I saw you. 

Yes, isn't it weird? 

'coz I don't think if I still remember your face correctly.

Well, even in the dream,

I saw pictures of you

They were happy pictures,

Of you and your family.

There was everyone who probably matter to you the most 

And you were happy.

Though in few pictures, 

You had aged a bit, 

And started looking more like your dad. 

You had slightly longer and curlier hair

And you were cleaned shaved

But you had a magical smile

And you still possessed those tiny dimples.

I saw you had posted happy pictures

And that you have probably started writing

I saw you had written poetry

Though I don't know why some of them were about loneliness

And in one picture I spotted a guitar which you were happily playing with your brother.

You had a small house and satisfied eyes.

I tried to look for you in the dream after I saw those pictures,

But I couldn't find you or your poetry.

Its not likely of me to watch such dreams

Seeing happy people sometimes make me sad or envious

But it wasn't a sad dream,

I felt happy and strangely relieved.

I wanted to save that dream, 

I wanted to share it with somebody,

Who's better than you to share it with?

Sometimes I wonder why it is what it is 

That its making me write poetry

Its always easier to write poems than talk, right?

तन्हा

इंसान आज इतना तन्हा हो गया है,
खुशी खोजता है और खुद खो गया है

Insaan aaj itna tanhaa ho gaya hai,
Khushi khojta hai aur khud kho gaya hai

The Greatest Showman

“The noblest art is that of making others happy”
― P.T. Barnum

I know I am shooting words in the sky
But may be someone out there
Will feel the way I do.
Music clouding all my senses
And dance flowing in the veins,
I am so emotionally overwhelmed,
Seeing people in love
Living a life of passion
Having sparkle in their eyes
Bright smile on faces
And feet always following rhythm of the souls.
The Greatest Showman, they called him
I don't know Barnum, but Jackman surely is
He makes me fall in love everytime,
With him, with art, with every single thing of beauty,
And all those amazingly beautiful people out there
Who just not only put up on a show
They make their lives motto to spread happiness.
I am so emotionally overwhelmed,
Music clouding all my senses
And dance flowing in the veins.
I know I am shooting words in the sky
But may be someone out there
Will feel the way I do.

पुराने महल

पुराने महलों के मलबे को माथे से लगा रखा है, 

और सोचते हैं कि नसीब बदलता क्यों नहीं।

Puraane mahalon ke malbe ko maathe se laga rakha hai,

Aur sochte hain ki naseeb badalta kyun nahin.

Storyteller

I used to call myself a storyteller

I thought I always have many stories

That needed to be told

That needed to come out

But I am thinking for last few days

Do I have any story to tell you?

May be many, may be none

Today I cant find any one

Though I want to tell you

About every atom that makes me Me

My hopes, desires, dreams

My regrets, experiences, schemes

My fears, darkness, screams.

I am open to you like an ocean

It's you who has to explore

You will find the hidden pearls

Keep diving till the core.

I am not really a puzzle

As the world thinks I am

Sometimes I think that too

That I am too complicated, 

But is that true that I am?

I am a blabbermouth I know

But I don't have a story today

I am a silent story in myself

If you listen what I can't say.

I remember you

I remember you..

Like a shadow,

Sometimes appearing with sun but still always there.

Like a breeze,

Whose soft presence you can always feel.

Like a star,

Who would always be your guiding angel when all is lost and forgotten.

I remember you,

As you were there for me then,

As you are here for me now.

I remember you,

As you are.

But I want to see you again,

Soon...

Coz this memory isn't enough for me.

I want to look into your eyes,

More deeply this time.

I would read everything 

That you never say to me.

I want to know how it feels like 

To touch you

Are you really real?

How it feels like

To hold your hand?

I want to lean on your shoulder 

And forget that another world exists.

I want to whisper to you

And keep looking at your eyes.

And admire my best discovery in life.

I want to touch your face

And remember every freckle.

And all this while,

I want to remember you.

I will be your deep ocean

And you can be the diver

All the mysteries yours to unravel.

And I love you.

Letter

I often write to you in my head

All the things that I never say

I need you to know what clouds 

My mind all night and day 

I think about this distance 

That's spread for miles and miles

And the thought of just seeing you

Gives me jitters, makes me smile

And I wonder what you see 

In this crazy psycho me

That you're losing sleep and peace 

That you're falling on your knee

But I think about us the most

Are we real or just a dream?

I pinch myself to check

But doesn't work it seem

You say you love me so much

And show me the utmost care

But you're so afraid of some daemon

Who haunts you as nightmare

I want you to know that I am 

Standing forever tall beside you

You need not feel lost or scared

I'm here when its pink and its blue

There is so much more to say

But may be in another letter

Till then, just stay strong

Together we can make it better

मिलते नहीं

मिलते नहीं हमें, कभी मुकाम, तो कभी राह
मिलती नहीं जीने की वज़ह, तो कभी चाह

Milte nahin hamein, kabhi mukaam, to kabhi raah
Milti nahin jeene ki wajah, to kabhi chaah

Walk alone

Walk alone. Listen. Breathe. 
Inhale. Exhale. Breathe. 

Nature will calm your mind. 
It will relax your body. 
It will replenish your soul.

If you need a mind detox, 
Just look beyond that life of concrete. 
A beautiful sky will show up,
In all its beauty and wonderfulness. 
The hues of pink and yellow and orange and blues, 
And ever so mesmerizing silhouettes of dry branches 
Perching on the trees only to appear standing 
In praise and awe of the spectacular symphony the sky is playing. 

Look beyond the shackles of social networking and internet media. 
Don't give in to the desire of texting or browsing Facebook 
When you can enjoy a swing 
Silently observing its delicate motions. 

Feel the breeze. 
If you try, you can listen to a silent wind too. 
If you try, cold winters wont feel harsh to you. 
You may not find a lot of birds chirping now, 
But if you can still see the twinkling of the stars, 
Feel glad that you are still alive. 

If you look closely, you will see a life too, 
Sprouting out from a shell, 
Because the world isn't dead yet. 
If you look closely, you may have a glimpse of yourself too, 
Because you aren't dead yet either.

कभी कभी

कभी कभी लगता है
कुछ तोड़ दिया है मैंने
जाने या अनजाने में
या छीन लिया
कभी लगता है
थोपी जा रही हूँ
कभी लगता है
दूर भाग रही हूँ
जैसे जो होना था
वैसा कुछ भी नहीं हुआ
पर फ़िर भी पता नहीं
हुआ तो क्या हुआ
क्यूँ हुआ
उसका तो कोई ज़वाब नहीं है
पर सच में
कुछ तोड़ना नहीं था मुझे

पागल

क्या मैं पागल हूँ ?
या मैं नहीं हूँ
क्यूँ नहीं हूँ
मैं पागल ही तो हूँ
देखिये,
आप ये पढ़कर यही तो सोच रहें हैं ना
कि सच में हूँ
हा-हा
मुझे पता है
आख़िर आसान थोड़े ही होता है
पागल न होना।

Some days summer, Some days spring

Some days summer, some days spring,
Is it so much easy for you to say.
Have you ever looked at those wetty eyes,
Which just search for you all the way.

You left so sudden, without a word,
And you knew you're neva coming back.
You broke her heart, and neva told her,
How to soothe pain caused by the crack.

She was not a game, to have all the fun,
And then end it all just with the day.
Some days summer, some days spring,
Is it so much easy for you to say.

That day was pleasant, when you held her hand in yours,
And told her that you love her the most.
Now she sees teardrops, when she looks at the mirror,
And a cold chill leave her with a frost.

She kept looking, but you never turned back,
And thus passed every night and day.
Some days summer, some days spring,
Is it so much easy for you to say.

काश

काश हम समझ पाते, जो वो कभी कहते नहीं,
रोज़ तन्हा शामों में, खामोशियाँ सहते नहीं।

Kaash hum samajh paate, jo wo kabhi kahte nahi,
Roz tanhaa shaamon me, khaamoshiyaan sahte nahi.

पहेली

ज़िंदगी पहेली है, या पहेली खुद हम ही हैं,
कितने खोजे जवाब, पर आज तक सब कम ही हैं।

Zindagi paheli hai, ya paheli khud ham hi hain,
Kitne khoje jawaab, par aaj tak sab kam hi hain.