आज कुछ अलग-सा लिख रहा हूं

आज कुछ अलग-सा लिख रहा हूं,
बस उसे सोच कर शब्दों को जोड़ रहा हूं,
वो लम्हे, वो बिताए हुए पलों को
बड़ी खुबसुरती से कैद कर सजा रहा हूं।

आज कुछ हसीन-सा लिख रहा हूं,
बात पहली मुलाकात की कर रहा हूं,
वो नैनों की लड़ाई, और बात-बात पर झगड़ना
और फिर प्यार से मनाना लिख रहा हूं।
आज कुछ अलग-सा लिख रहा हूं,
बात थोड़े इजहार की लिख रहा हूं,
बात थोड़े तेरे-मेरे साथ की लिख रहा हूं,
वो यादें, वो बेवजह कई वक़्त तक
साथ बैठ जानें की लिख रहा हूं,
वो वादे, वो कसमें सब याद कर
तेरे बातों को लिख रहा हूं,
आज कुछ मदहोशी-सा लिख रहा हूं।

मुलाकात, इजहार, इकरार सब लिख दिया
कलम ने मेरे,
आगे भी लिखना चाहता था पर
ये थम-सा गया बेचारा,
बात,
बात शायद बेवफाई की ये लिख ना पाया,
आज वही अधूरा-सा मुलाकात लिख रहा हूं,

आज उन्हीं ख़्वाबों को लिख रहा हूं,
जिसे लिखने से मेरा कलम भी डरता है,
और मालूम नहीं क्यूं पर ये हाथ भी लिखने वक़्त रूक-सा जाता है,
जिसे सोचकर मेरा रूह आज भी थड़ा-सा जाता है,
शायद आज भी जिसे ये पागल-सा दिल कुबुल नहीं कर पाया है,
आज उन्हीं टूटे हुए अरमानों को लिख रहा हूं,
आज फिर अपना अधूरा ख्यालात लिख रहा हूं…

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Confusion

My mouth wants to speak,
But no sound escapes.
My body wants to move,
But my brain doesn’t listen.
My heart wants to memorize,
But my senses always denied .
Why even my desire refused by myself?
Why am I so broken?
Why is it so hard?

I can’t let you see how vulnerable I’m,
I can’t give an inch,
Or I feel like I’ll lose it all.
Why do i still bother to try?
When I can’t even lift a finger in your direction.

To hold your hand,
To let you know how much I need you, When all I want is for you to hold me,
But I sit in silence,
Silently Frozen.

I’ve forgotten what it’s like to just be in the moment with you,
You see, my heart’s gone cold to preserve what little is left of me.
So I often wonder.
Why do i still love you?
When you’re nothing left except the garbage,
And why do you still love me?
When I’m nothing but broken pieces of who I used to be?

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मालूम नहीं

यह जो लड़ाई थी,
जिसमें शामिल न तुम थे,
न हम थे,
फिर भी न जाने क्यों ये गरदीस थी?
ये मौसम कि रूहानियत थी,
वो हवा कि सर- सराती हुई बेरूखी थी,
और सांसों की गिनती भी कम थी,
और ऐसे में भी,
तुम्हारा न आना तय था।

मैं आज कि नहीं, उन लम्हों कि बात कर रहा हूं,
जब तुमने, छुआ था मेरे दिल के इस तार को,
और बड़ी मासूमियत से, तोड़ा था उस दिल के हाल को,
सच कहता हूं , वो जो वक्त ठहरा था मेरे आस-पास,
उसकी याद, आज भी आंखें नम कर जाती है,
शायद,
वह समर जो दुनिया वाले भूल चुके हैं,
वो दंगे, वो लड़ाई, आज भी होती है,
मेरे दिल के इस दरवाजे पे।

कितना समझाया इसे, पर यह मानता भी तो नहीं है,
तैयार है ये,
उन धूल खाते दर्द को फिर से तरोताजा करने को,
जो अपनी निशाना छोड़ गई थी बरसों पहले,
मालूम नहीं,
ये उस दर्द को इक बार फिर से झेल पाएगा कि नहीं,
मालूम नहीं,
ये उस जुदाई को फिर से सह पाएगा कि नहीं,
मालूम नहीं,
ये उन आंखों से गिरते हुए आंसू को फिर से रोक पाएगा कि नहीं,
मालूम नही,
ये सांसों की गिरती हुई रफ्तार को फिर से जोड़ पाएगा कि नहीं,
मालूम नहीं………… मालूम नहीं
पर तैयार है यह,
आज एकबार फिर से ऐतवार के लिए।

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क्या मुझसे मिलने आयी हो?

क्या मुझसे मिलने आयी हो? कह दो ना तुम,
एक बार के लिए ही सही,
बस कह दो कि तुम मुझसे मिलने आयी हो,
सच कहता हूं,
कोई और कारण रोक नहीं पाएगा मुझे,
तुमसे मिलने से,
बस तुम एक बार कह दो कि तुम मुझसे मिलने आयी हो।

सच कहता हूं,
अब मुझे फर्क नहीं पड़ता है कि तुम अकेले आयी हो,
या फिर किसी के साथ आयी हो,
बस कह दो कि मुझसे मिलने आयी हो।

शायद तुम्हें याद नहीं, पर उस दिन कि बातें जो अधूरी रह गई थी हमारे बीच वो अब भी बाकी है,
वो तुम्हारी रखी आधी चाय, उस दिन जो फ़ोन के चक्कर में तुमने छोड़ दी थी वो अब भी बाकी है,
वो तुम्हारा लुडो खेलना मेरे साथ और जीत जाने पर बरी मासुमियत से चिढ़ाना मुझे अब भी बाकी है,
वो मेरे साथ लड़ाई, वो खट्टी-मीठी नोक-झोंक ही सही पर वो सब अब भी बाकी है,
शायद तुम्हें याद नहीं पर वह तुम्हारी टूटी चप्पल सिलने के बाद अभी भी तुम्हारी राह देख रही है,
वो मेरी डायरी पे तुमने जो अधूरी चित्रकारी की थी वो भी पूरा होने के लिए तुम्हारे हाथों से बैचैन हो रही है,
वो उस दिन तुम्हारे साथ जब घूम रहा था तब तुम्हारा हाथ अपने हाथों में डालकर घूमना बाकी रह गया था वो अब भी बाकी है,
तुम्हे याद है कि नहीं पर तुम्हारे साथ मेरी कुछ बातें , कुछ सपने अधूरे रह गए वो अब भी बाकी है।

आज आई हो तो बस कह दो कि तुम वो बातें पूरी करने आयी हो जो कभी हमारे दरम्यान अधूरी रह गई थी,
या फिर वो अधूरी चाय के साथ बची सिसकियां पूरी करने आयी हो जो तुमने कभी अधूरा छोड़ा था,
बस एक बार कह दो कि तुम वो अधूरा लूडो का खेल जो पहले कभी हमने साथ खेला था उसे खत्म करने आयी हो,
या वो डायरी पे बनी अधूरी चित्रकारी जो तुम्हारा राह देख रही है उसे पूरा करने आयी हो,
नहीं तो मेरे साथ हाथों में हाथ डालकर एक हो के घूमने आई हो,
बस एक बार कह दो कि तुम मुझसे मिलने आयी हो,
झूठ ही सही बस एक बार कह दो कि तुम मुझसे मिलने आयी हो।

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Feelings, oh feelings!

Because i shifted myself over you,
You hurt me with your careless insults.
They cut through me like a knife,
But blood doesn’t comes out,
So that it cured by expert surgeon.

Like nails were driven into my heart and soul,
So I went to live in the woods,
To make it easier for me to forget
the hurt,
And all the things you have done and said.

You’ve done me wrong by killing myself,
I play the records you’ve engraved into my mind,
Over and over again every day,every hours,every minutes,every seconds,to ever nano……micro……

So I went to live in a world
far away from danger, from harm,
from you and people like you.

Feelings, oh feelings!
Who can escape your presence?
Who can pretend as if you never have to be dealt with?

Who can be so foolish to think,
That one can go on the run,
Without carrying you in the heart,
Until one dares to search,
For the place where you were conceived to hide?

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पर अब, तुमसे प्यार नहीं है

नींद तो अब भी नहीं आती,
भुख तो अब भी नहीं लगती,
दिल और दिमाग की लड़ाई तो अब भी होती है,
पर अब, तुमसे प्यार नहीं है।

तेरे नाम पे आज भी चुप हो जाता हूँ,
आज भी बोलते- बोलते लड़खड़ा जाता हूँ,
कभी- कभी ही सही, पर तुम्हें याद तो आज भी कर लेता हूँ,
पर आज, तुमसे प्यार नहीं है।

आज भी तेरी गलियों से, हूँ मैं गुजरता,
डर आज भी, मुझे है उतना ही लगता,
मुस्कुरा लेता हूं आज भी, तेरी हरकतें याद करके,
पर कसम से, अब तुमसे प्यार नहीं है।

लिखता तो तुम्हें आज भी हूँ,
तेरा जिक्र मेरे सामने आज भी होता है,
तेरे नाम से, आज भी लाली छा जाती है चेहरे पे,
पर कतई , आज तुमसे प्यार नहीं है।

आज भी आईने के सामने सजता हूँ,
हवाओं के अलग होने का आज भी एहसास करता हूँ,
इश्क में आज भी निलाम होता हूँ,
वो भी सरे आम होता हूँ,
पर सच मे, आज तुमसे प्यार नहीं है।

तेरे नाम से मुझे चिढ़ाती आज भी तेरी सहेलियाँ है,
आज भी मेरा सिगरेट और शराब से बैर ही है,
मेरा इश्क आज भी मुफ्त का बाजार ही है,
पर दिल से, अब तुमसे, प्यार नहीं है।

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There is always a ‘but’

I type, type and keep on typing. Without wasting a second even for comma while typing.
I write all I want to tell you.
I write all I want you to know.
My fingers and feelings synchronised.
Full stop.

I am ready to click ‘send’.
But, I stop.
I erase all the words.
I won’t be able to do it.
A wave of feelings rise in my heart.
It is a strange fresh feeling.
Something I have never felt before.
Something I never felt for anyone but this for you.
I don’t understand.

Why?
Why it’s with me?
Why I feel this way?
Why this for you?
And lots of why with bla…bla…bla?

Whenever I hear anyone talking of you,
Telling how close you are with them,
I feel jealous.
I burn in the fire of jealousy.
I am affected by you, the way I am affected by no one else.

I want to show my pride,
I want to proof that I too have an ego.
I want to see, how long will you take to call me back.
To text me, to converse with me.

But I can’t bear it.
The pull of my patience breaks
And I submit myself.

I don’t want to feel this way.
I don’t want to feel rejected when you ignore me.
I don’t give a blame to anyone.
But it hurts when you don’t give even a look to me.
I don’t want to, but…
There is always a ‘but’.

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Meri Aadate

Maine uss gali mai jaana chhod diya
Jis se teri buu aati hai.

Mai ne unn rato se bair krr liya
Jo teri yaad dilati hai.

Maine khud se milna chhod dya,
Kyuki wo tumhara hua krta tha.

Mai ne saaas lena bhi chor diya
Sayad wo hawa tujhe Chuu ke guzri ho.

Maine Sona chor diya,
Taki tere sapne na wapas aaye.

Mai nafrat ke saath rehna sikh gya,
Kuki pyaar teri sakal ki yaad dilata hai.

Maine dosti krna chhod diya,
Taaki fir ehsaas na ho jaye ki tubhi kabhi meri dost thi.

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Loving someone is difficult!

Its like hamering the heart,
Freezing of sensation,
Barking of mind and fighting with hooligan heart.

We love, and we expect to be loved back.
When we don’t get the much-expeected in bonding,
Out involvement gives us pain!

We care, we yearn, we wait,
We spend every second of our life,
Thinking about that one person whom we love.

But when we realize that this person whom we are so dedicated,
So committed is not at all thinking about us the entire day it gives us frustration.

But still we can’t stop loving,
The more we are ignored the more we love,
The more we invite pain.

Is loving someone is so difficult?
Or the only first love is difficult??
But always the difficult roads leads to beautiful destination!!!!

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Its journey to the destination

Its journey to the destination,
Like of forming a tree.

By making first look as the seed,
Hate as the seeding,
Gazing as the pullulation,
And unfriend relationship as sapling.

Now its time to provide appropriate nutrition,
Thinking is like sunlight,
Talking is like water,
Waiting eagerly to atleast see a look is like chlorophyll,
And your smile is like the fertilizer which amazed the growth.

Now how I’ll live any second and how it’s hard ,
Without thinking about you,
Without talking to you,
Without seeing you.

Its going well around the dusk hour to dawn hour,
But EGO comes as insects,rodents,
While attitude which is negative appears as weeds,
Its time to take care and nutrisize the relationship by a energetic smile.

As time passed the plant like relationship growths well with or without any support,
Here few Chutya(not literally) friends acts like support,
Which hampers from other birds and animals,
Its all signs to be a start of friendship between you and me.

Now as the plant becomes a tree,
Simultaneously friendship changed its form,
And its leads to the start of new cycle my dear,
Forming of fruits and flowers ,And
Enjoying the fregrence and sweetness…..

At this stage its like hurting,
Like any cut at any part of tree hurts the whole tree,
But the rainy season provides the real beauty….
Now you can amazed the situation my dear……

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Khayalat

Kuch kehte hai pyar aapko andha bana deta hai,
Kuch to pyar ko hi andha bana dete hai,
Par kya bolu unse jo pyar mai bhi dekhna chahte hai.

Kuch ankho mai khote hai,
Kuch bato mai khote hai,
Pur apni duniya kuch alag hai,
Hum to har ek saas mai khote hai.

Kuch pass hoke bhi dur hote hai,
Kuch dur hoke bhi pass hote hai,
Par apni kahani sab se alag hai,
Tanhaiyo me bhi apke khaylo me apne pan sa lgta hai.

Kuch jayda emotions wale hote hai,
Kuch kam emotions wale hote hai,
Par kya bolu apne bare mai,
Emotions bhi unki dastak dete hi mom ki tarah pighal jate hai.

Kuch ehsaso ko tabazzo dete hai,
Kuch khayalo ko tabazzo dete hai,
Kuch to apne dimag ki bhi sun lete hai,
Kae to dil ki sun te hai,
Par hum to unki har ek ruh ki aawaz ko sun lete hai.

Kuch apne ehsaaas bol ke baya karte hai,
Kuch gaa ke to wahi kuch naach ke,
Par hum to aaj bhi sabdo ke sath khel ke baya karte hai.

Kuch manjil ke liye raah dundh lete hai,
Kae to raah ko hi manjil bana lete hai,
Hum bhi nikle the usi raah par,
Par kya kare raah ne hi hume apni manzzil chun li.

Kae to sadko pe milte hai,
Kae raah me milte hai ,
Par apni mulakat hui thi saaso ke ek mod pe,
Aur uss roz se hum aap ke har ek saaso ko pehcante hai.

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Having best birthday ever!!!

You’re a real sweetheart.
You’re a spoonful of sugar,
a drop of syrup and a dot of honey,
Have the sweetest birthday ever!!!!

This is a virtual hug and a kiss for your birthday, in the form of the lovely Poetry for you.
Here’s wishing that you get the warmest hugs and kisses from friends and family as you celebrate your birthday today.

I am gifting you a bag full of hugs and kisses on your birthday,
Not in the expectation for the something in return,
But to feel you the special my dear,
And the smile which comes on your face after going through this,
That’s my only expectation.

Every second, every minute, every hour, every day – these are the only times I think about you. 

Isn’t life ironic? I am celebrating the countdown towards death,

Of the same person without whom I would be unable to live life.

And not in last wishing you the same as others,
Having best birthday ever!!!

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Sudden Action

I feel like l have known your whole lives,
I didn’t think that I have ever been connected with anyone like the way i have been with you,

When I looks into your eyes thats i feel it,
That sudden sense of hope give me hope,
You make things okay,
No one can do that for me,
but only you bcz you are some special.

Its crazy bcz even i don’t know,
when you became so important to me,
Its like watching sunrise,
You see the orangish color adding up,
But when suddenly comes out clearly you don’t know,

And finally you are confiscated by the rays,
And its over,
And you are like rays which confiscate me my baby…..!!!

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-VIII

But regardless of how quickly you left,

 or how much time we spent together,

 or whether your leaving was bad enough to be considered ‘heartbreak,’

 I’m glad you taught me what love isn’t. 

Because it helped me finding the love ,

which I expecting from you. 

Even though it hurt, but your leaving must

 led me again to the deadliest person .

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-VII

And the question I ask myself a lot is,
if I barely even knew you,
why did it hurt so badly when you left?
That’s why I don’t like remembering you, because every time I think of you,
Unwillingly my mind think of how you hurt me,

Can you change this??

What…….if yess,

Then please my dear provide me the treatment……

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-V

I barely even knew you,
so you really shouldn’t matter.
I shouldn’t do a double-take every time someone who looks like you sits across from me on the metro.
I shouldn’t be worrying about what will happen if I run into you when I visit a part of the colony I know you frequent.
Your existence shouldn’t concern me,
but for some reason I just really don’t like being reminded that you and I were once a thing.
Is it the right part for me or not,
Just confused……..!!!

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-IV

I barely even knew you,
so why is every memory of you and I together stained with regret?
Why can’t I just completely forget you?
How the hell do you find your way back in?
I wish I were more like those little ant traps you stick around the house.
The ants flock in only to find that what they’re attracted to is poison,
and then they take that poison back to where they came from,
their colony, and they never come back again. That’s really morbid,
but I really do wish I could just forget you ever happened.

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-III

I barely even knew you,
yet every time I walk by that lame where we met,
the one with an absurdly long cocktail and way too many gathering ,
I silently cringe.
I hate when anyone suggests me to go there, not because I associate it with you,
but because that place just sucks bcz of dirry gathering.
It’s like we were meant to meet in the worst situation known to man kind.
Now that I think about it,
there was a blizzard that time internally.
You should’ve just stayed in.
That was the omen (friend’s)that warned me,
But instead of this i’m going to get hurt myself.

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-II

I barely even knew you,
yet every time my friends and I catch up,
you somehow come up in conversation.
Every time I think about my first day in the school,
I remember that god damn you helped me build when I first moved in.
My feeling full of attitude first time crashed,

 it’s like he was trying to rid away the scent of you,
mark with the territory of something new.
That was left by a dumpster not too long ago, 

throwing it away was somewhat therapeutic.
I hated everyone except myself before this time.

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जरिया किताबो का

ढूंड तो में तुम्हे रहा था,
बस जरिया कितबो का था।।

 
हम तो सोशल मीडिया इस्तेमाल किया करते थे,
पर आज बैठ कर यादे लिखे जा रहे है।।

जब मालूम ही था की तुम आखरी पन्ने में हो,
फिर भी हर पन्ना किसी उम्मीद में बदले जा रहे थे।।

में ने तो किताब की कवर को ही देख किताब पढ़ डाली,
पर तुम तो सच में अनपढ़ बनकर किताब को कबार समझ रद्दी में बेच डाली।।

मालूम है की में वो नहीं हूँ जिसे तुम चाहती हो,
हम तो वो रकीब है जो महफिलो में घर धुन्ध्ते है।।

हम तो हमेशा तुम्हे देख के ही नशे में रहा करते थे,
पर कमबख्त आज पूरी बोतल पि ली फिर भी होश में है।।

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Is U Turn in Ur Breathe?

Ur breathe

My breathe
Ur life
My life.

Shining of sun
Glomming of moon
Cacaphony of sewage
Melody of waves.

Ur attitude seems to be tide,

Collapse you or me without ur excide.

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Khoj…..Khud ki!!!!

Ek baar wakt ne mujhse sabal  puch dala,
Bhai mujhe Apne aap se milba do,
Wo itni jaldi harta nahi tha,

Phir aaj kya hua jo gumnaam ho gya hai?
Pata nahi wo kaha kho gya hai,
Aaj hara-hara sa dikhta hai,

Par sayad wo bhul gya ki bacpan me wo hamesa nidar ban kar jiya aur jita karta tha!!

Logo ke naa ko aadat bana le,
Unke pass koi kaam nahi hai,
Tu apni fikar kar aur unhe dhanyabaad keh dya kr,

 Aaj pata nahi ku aakho me khud b khud aanshu aa rahe hai,
Yaar kuch nahi bhul ja uss baat ko jo tujhe rone ko majbur kr raha hai.

Yaad kr uss wakt ko jab jeet me tere naam ka log misaal dya karte the!
Bana le khud ko uss hawa ki tarah,
Jo kisi ke kahne pe nahi chlti,

Ban jaa uss parbat ki tarah jo chah ke bhi nahi jhukti,
Dhundh llao kahi se uss keshav ko?

Kahne ko to hum kuch bhi keh de,
Par yaad rakha uss bachpan ki choti jeet ko
Bahot sukun degi iss choti baimaan jindgi me………???

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Pain……..!!!

My twisted heart without any notice,

Goes out of functioning,

Your twisted words,

Smoothy slipped off of your mouth,

Your pale face, I wanted to paint 

With the sunrise, you found in my eyes

Red lights, empty streets 

Grey sky, I am coming to you to please

Stay with me, now I fear these chaos

In my mind, they still play your role

Stop stringing me along, I can’t bear it anymore

Blame my behaviour but I still love your heart

I’m trip-tripping in the lost state of my mind,

Need you to heal these scars, you left on my arms

Sweet, must be the taste was, of my pain 

That you always came and gave another to blame

My soul, for it always let you in 

All these years, I always prayed for you to change

But every season, you stayed the same 

and I could not scream at your cruel self, 

Tragic that I injected you in my veins many times in a day,

My skin now burns, it hurts like hell 

but my body still loves the pain,

Come again and explore this dark place, 

I’m no longer me,

 I can’t haunt you anymore,

But i can’t suvive without you,

I just expecting something from nothing!!!

Thats my pain!Thats my pain!

But it gives me courage to wait,

When you feel its more than perfect….

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