yeh jo raig-e-dasht-e-firaq hai
yeh jo raig-e-dasht-e-firaq hai yeh rukay agar
yeh rukar agar to nishaan mile, yeh nishaan mile
ke jo faaslon kee saleeb hai
yeh garee hoee hai kahan kahan
mere aasman se kidher gaee,tere iltifaat kee kehkashan
mere bekhabar mere benishan
yeh ruke agar to pata chalay
main tha kis nagar,tu raha kahan
ke zaman makaan kee yeh wussaten
tujhe dekhne ko [...]
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Posted in poemas on April 13, 2006 | Leave a Comment »
I am nobody, who are you?
Posted in poemas on March 15, 2006 | Leave a Comment »
I am nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody too?
Then there’s a pair of us — don’t tell
They’d banish us, you know
How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!
an kahee he reh gayee woh bat sab baton ke bad
Posted in Ranting on, poemas on November 15, 2005 | Leave a Comment »
so i have just finished watching an exciting x files, artificially intelligent roaches. after a long time they have finally said something that makes more sense than it normally does. why is it that everyone of us expects aliens to be those hideous looking creatures with huge eyes and greenish slimy skins? or is it [...]
on the road to neverville
Posted in poemas on February 14, 2004 | 1 Comment »
I began the journey from Mirth Grove
On the road to Neverville
And while on the Low-ride bus
I met Despair of old Grief Mill
And escorted him who else, but
The spinster called Agony
Shrink away as I would from them
No way escaping the cronies
‘Surrender Quit’ hailed Despair
His voice the toll of Death
‘Oh for so long!’ hissed Agony
With pain in [...]
Soliloquoy
Posted in poemas on January 30, 2004 | Leave a Comment »
The weather’s bad
& I cannot sleep
Darkness & insomnia seem to blend so well
Into an empty gaze
Rintall maybe?
The tv shouts some weird tune
No its just the wind
Howling through the creaks in my window
Its white—the shrounded land
And the mournful wind
Balcony!
I cannot even count stars
The sky is misty
& snow blinds my eyes
Far in the sky some blinding lights
UFO’s [...]
à la gare
Posted in poemas on January 2, 2004 | Leave a Comment »
An early December morn
Out in the cold snow covered cold
Breathing in the cold and bleak air
Trudging along the way
Facing the winter zephyr
Growing numb every second
With time turning to smoke with my breath
I think of you..
