Baby

I can’t see with eyes wide open,

Baby hold me tight I am broken,

I fall if I try to walk,

Bruises all over my body,

Scars over my shadow,

I cannot hear,

Call my name,

Tell me it’s okay,

Be my eyes,

My ears,

Be my everything,

And nothing at all,

Come home baby,

I can’t see with eyes wide open……

The Shine in His Eyes

The winds had murmured in his ears one day,

She’s the one grab her today,

The shy him quickly grew a pair of socks,

And ventured to the unknown lands,

The lands he had always avoided,

The lands he had always feared,

She came like the morning sunshine,

The lands glistened with her shine,

The soil beneath his feet shook,

Run you stupid lad,

Run before she dims away,

And as the boy with all his might,

Ventured into the deepest night,

Followed the path that led to her,

In a hope to be hers forever,

He saw the paparazzi that had followed her as well,

The crowd, the people and their shiny veil,

Maybe she has all that she needs,

The love, the care and all that glare,

What I am is a simple being,

Who has no shoes, no dreams to see,

And as he moved back towards his abode,

Something had caught his hand,

He looked back to see who it was,

There she was standing,

Not the one that had lit the sky,

But had brought a shine in his eyes……

Morning

The Earth had slowly moved,

Days somewhere,

Nights elsewhere,

Commotion someplace,

Serenity everywhere else,

Sunlight slowly grazed upon the motionless earth,

Moonlight over the back,

The golden light had fell over her heavenly eyes,

Just like a spotlight over a dark stage,

She glowed like the brightest star,

The ones that could shine through galaxies and time and space,

She opened her eyes,

Good Morning I had said,

A smile had just adorned her face,

Like the ones they write about in novels great,

The ones that are satisfying in their very own ways,

Those that give you the reason to believe that you have everything in the world,

And why wouldn’t it,

She is the star my universe had ever needed,

My end and my beginning……

पैमाना

कुछ इस क़दर गये थे तुम,

आज भी उन सिलवटों को काग़ज़ पर उतारने कि कोशिश कर रहा हूँ,

ना जाने कैसा ख़ुमार था कशिश में तुम्हारी,

मैं आज भी अपना पैमाना ढूंढ रहा हूँ…….

She fell from the stars….

She fell from the stars,

Right into his life,

Who says miracles dont happen,

An angel loved a man,

For what he was,

And he loved her,

The imperfectly perfect she,

Do forms matter,

Do souls seek each other by physical,

Or is the energy that attracts,

He had always asked,

That day he got answers,

She fell from the stars,

And stayed forever…..

Pieces of mine….. टुकड़े मेरे…….

कई दर्द छुपा रखे हैं मैंने,
यह जो सिलवटें हैं इस जिस्म पर मेरे,
ज़रा आना कभी फुर्सत से मेरी चौखट पर तुम भी किसी रोज़,
कुछ दफनाने हैं जो बच गए थे वो टुकड़े मेरे……..

No one sees the pain within,
The ones that stay in spaces of me,
Come to me, maybe once in a while,
Some pieces of mine are still left to be buried………