Thursday, June 5, 2014

Khwaabo ki Duniya

Khwabon ki duniya mein sothi hu main, jaagthi hu toh diktha hai yeh jahaan..
Sapno ko chodkar, sitaaro ko bhulakar, uththi hu main ro rokar..

Bahar aathe hi diktha hai har kisi mein ek kushi,
Jhankar unke dil mein dekhu toh dikthi hai sirf pareshaaniya..
Dabbakar apne gham jeethe hai zamaane ko kuch dikhane..

Kat tha hai har din kuch isi tarha, intezaar karthi hu kab kuch ho jaaye mere khayaalo ki tarah..
Jhum uthe mera dil us kushi mein, dekhu main woh muskurahat mere muh pe nahi mere dil mein..

Khojthi hu main us kushi ko jo tha mere mann mein kuch baras pehle..
Par zindagi na kat jaaye isi khoj mein..
Isiliye khwaabo ki duniya se bahaar aakar badi hone lagi hu main..

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Where are you? Oh! Where are you?

Where are you? Oh! Where are you?
Who I am speaking about I have no clue,
But I keep searching and searching for the one who is true..
Are you somewhere around me waiting for me to realize,
Or are you somebody whom I just fantasize?
I have so much to ask and so much to tell,
When will you come and cast your spell?
The world is bright and there's so much in store,
But I feel, with you, everything will mean much more.
Not that I don't have people with me to talk and play,
But I still hope to find you somewhere and make my day!
I don't want gifts and niether do I expect a flower,
Nor do I ask for a sedan or a house in a tower..
I am not desperate,
But just need someone to care for me and appreciate..
Where are you? Oh! Where are you?

Monday, April 13, 2009

Mother...

Millions have written about her,
But to each the best is their own Mother..
How someone spends half her life caring and looking after,
Someone who might just leave her and let her dreams shatter..
Every moment at her lips is prayer,
For her child to be unharmed and at a place safer..
Doesn't have an iorta of selfishness,
But niether is she someone with whom you can mess..
The whole of your life plus the nine months inside,
She's the only one you can always find beside..
Any number of words used to describe would fall short,
But its a mystery how God created a woman of that sort..
Any person in this world in front of her will feel small,
But what you can do to her is respect and love her.. that is all....

My Someone...

So many people I know,
So many I spend time with and everyday grow..
Still I feel incomplete within,
Always feel there's something missin'..
My heart craves for you each day,
But I don't see nor hear you say..
Why can't I just be satisfied,
Why I'm so insecure just can't be justified..
I see no end to this and wonder if it's waste,
But I still can't control and I continue to wait....