Baarish aur tanhai....

तन्हाई को बारिश का सहारा मिल गया

बूंदों में  ही सही तेरे साथ का गुज़ारा मिल गया 

टप टप की इस आवाज़ में 

तेरी धड़कन सुनाई दी 

ठंडी  सी इस हवा में 

तेरी महक आई थी 

 सुबह के आसमां को शामों का नज़ारा गया 

तन्हाई को बारिश का सहारा मिल गया 

The story across time....

There was the dream
that woke up with me
one morning, long back
as the sun spilled gold
at the end of my rainbow
its seven colours finding a shore
and the spirits of dew
rose to reach the heavens
the dream became a waking fantasy

There was the fantasy
not so long ago
sprouting and entangling
sensations fructifying
transforming into an obsession
in the water of the waking eye
sparkling like a star
becoming a life long quest

There was the obsession
was it yesterday or aforetime
leading me to you
across oceans of fire
but the soles won't singe
for you gave me wings

With each sundown
and each moon rise
the painter's palette changing
still drawing a similar picture
this morning
an exhaustion is settling in
with the exhaustive exploration
of whys and hows of our collective being
no more mysteries to unveil
no more moments eternalized
the oceans once crossed are wider now
and we stand on different islands
as waters touch the endless horizon....

My breviary of your letters!

Your letters 

Are the breviary

Of light

Of hope

A prayer redefined

For what a human could be

If you chose

To make her divine

Your words

Are an echo

Of souls born pure

Of raw emotions 

Of quintessence of life

Your rhymes

Are the music

Of the primal universe

Where stars dance

To rhythms inconceivable 

Where galaxies form

In swirling stardust

The pedestal you create

Is a steep climb to the heavens

A goal I cherish

For a million lifetimes!

You cry...

You cry

Afraid that I will leave

Helpless in your reverie

You donot hear the sound of hope

The foghorn for the lost ships

Is not visible

But it is

You cry

In agony of a loss

You have faced in eras before 

Loss has a hopeless face

Gain has no face at all

It just sits silently

Watching till you acknowledge 

You cry

With rains falling

Wiping of the footprints 

Of those who left

Rains wash off the footprints 

Of those coming in too

Footprints donot matter

What made them does

You cry

Scared if you can hold 

All that you feel

Inside your chest

You know it will overflow

Bit by bit

The cup can hold only till the brim

It also leaving

Of what it can't hold

But you cry

The tears are the same

Not for her

Not for me

But for the fear

That makes you cry....

Glad to share the same world...

I am glad we share the same world

When I stare at the stars in the night sky

I know your eyes

Stare at them too

When I feel the wind

In my hair

I know your hair are bouncing too

When I feel the nip in the air

I know your skin is tingling too

Miles apart

You share me

Times apart

I share you

Glad to share the visions

Thoughts and interpretations 

The pain, the sorrow, the joy

Like a soul residing in two bodies

I am glad we share the same world...

In anticipation....

Suddenly everything stood still

The leaves on the trees once swaying

With the undulating currents

The rising and floating dust

The clouds in the morning sky

The fine grains of sand in my palm

I am holding so tightly

Stopped seeping through the fingers

Suddenly 

The rains coming 

I felt not heard

Like an animal who can anticipate weather

But we are animals too

Bound to our instincts

Even when we try to keep them in check

And yes

Suddenly a deafening silence roared in my ear

In anticipation of getting drenched

Through the bones

The time stopped

And earth stood still

In anticipation.....

ये बौछार...

ये बौछारों के सिलसिले

तेरी याद दिलाते हैं

पहले आंखें नम होती थी

अब हम हो जाते हैं..

पानी की जो बूंद

पलकों को छूती है

तेरे लब हो जाते हैं...

ठंडी सी ये सिहरन

रोमों में जो है दौड़ी

तेरा संग हो जाती हैं...

हौले से गर्दन के नीचे

ढलकी सी ये धार

तेरी अंगुली हो जाती है...

बरसातों की टक टक

सीनें में लगती है

तेरी धड़कन हो जाती है...

पत्तों की सर सर

कानों को सहलाती है

तेरी आहट हो जाती है....

मिट्टी पानी में रम कर

जीवन बन जाती है

तुझ में रम कर मेरी देह

नया जीवन पाती है!