Ek soch ...

There’s a conflict which hits me every now and then. It is a tussle where in at times I wish to be occupied by myself and at times to be occupied by my loved ones. I have tried a lot to elude this but eventually there’s no escaping by to it and I wonder why? The solace here has been described by word ‘tanha’ and company by ‘qurbatein’.

Khuda khair kare
Hum to tanha hi jee lete
Par yeh kambakht qurbatein
Judaa to ho humse

Dooba kar apni noshi mein
Le chalti hai gardish ki oor
Aur phir aisi bekhudi see soz
Jaise jannat se anjuman ko
Tarasta yeh mann har roz

Par phir jab mahsooos hote
Sarah pe yeh pair
To jaan haqeeqat is jahaan ki
Laut chalte khudi ke aagosh mein
Marhoom kar apni
Qurbaton ke kacche dhaage
Bebas is fitna soch ke aage

Khuda khair kare
Humko to jeena
Is lachaar soch ke saath
Par kambakht koi bhulane
Ke liye badhata to haath

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I, Me and Myself

I, the ‘heart’

Me, the ‘mind’
Myself, the ‘soul’

I was cheerful
Me was handful
Myself was lustful

I wished love
Me wished rove
Myself wished dove

For

I was romantic
Me was chaotic
And Myself was mystic

I and Me never shared a date
While Myself
Had an altogether different sate

But I and Me got together
In the rainy monsoon weather
While myself chose eternal slither

But in the end

I have no doubt
While Me wonders all about
When Myself is leading to a rout

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Long ago I heard of an idiotic theory of philosophy i.e. theory of dualism of which I could comprehend just one thing that Mind is materialistic while soul is spiritualistic. The fellow who gave this theory just missed one thing, ’heart’. To add to the idiocy heart is a quasi material swinging in between materialistic and spiritualistic ends and by far overshadows the other two

woh zaalim adaa

Woh gaali bhi de
To maano firdaus se
Kisi ne gul-dasta de maara ho

Woh ruswa bhi ho humse
To maano aaftab pe
Kaali ghata see chaayi hai

Woh dor bhi jaaye humse
To maano kareeb aane ka who ehsaas
Jaise barso ki tishnagi pe barsat

Woh pyaar bhi na kare humse
To maano apne kaach se dil pe
Gard saaf na kee ho un ne

Woh zaalim ada

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To my angels, with love

Yeh Safar

Hosh to na humein kal thaa
Na aaj hain Aur na kabhi aayega
Par yeh ehsaas
Is safar ka ab hamesha sataega
Aur bhasm hoga ek din
Is bashar ki goad mein
ke phir waqt ki khamoshi mein
yun hin kat gaya

Yeh Safar ...

Un lamhon ki taazgi
woh yaaron ki dildaari
ke phir kya koi falsafa
jab yaad unki aayegi
jaise thaa ek paimanaa
jiski madhoshi mein
gujara woh zamanaa
ke zehan bhi utar na paaya woh fasana
aur yun ki kat gaya

Yeh Safar ...

Surkh hue woh ashq
jo judaai mein beh chale
ke ab to aankh bhi phir chaukas hai
phir kab laaut aaye woh pal
par na jaan sakegi yeh duniya
tadap is dil kee
ke kyun thee hum namm
jab yun hi thamm gaya

Yeh Safar ...

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To BHU , with Love

I'll miss you

Left in shards
I am worried
whether you'll ever turn back
to embrace me again

Such as this
time would keep to grow
gripping me in musings
to a wait, surreal

Am alive
with those savored moments
evading the end
to forget what I missed

----xxxx-----

To the queen who ruled my heart ......
and inspired by the legendary Nusrat sahab

" Jaania Haania Tu Vi Sikh Ke De Dukh Sukh Polna
Tere Bin Nahi Lagda Dil Mera Dholna "