ख़ामोशी….

कुछ ख़ामोश में था,

कुछ बेरुख़ी शायद उन्हें थी,

बारिशें हो तो रही थीं,

पर कुछ नमी कम थी,

कुछ ख़ामोश में था,

कुछ बेरुख़ी शायद उन्हें थी…..

Run

As the time slowly crept,

Days, nights, years,

Sometimes too fast,

And too mellow,

I ran from the things along,

Sometimes a herd of unknown,

Sometimes those known unknown,

Desires sometimes pulled me down,

Just normal human desires,

A craving for human touch,

An ear to listen,

A mouth to kiss,

I ran from places of joy,

Of merry and ploy,

And into abyss,

Or sometimes decay,

Of the body,

The soul,

When clouds would thunder,

Over my horizons,

I would sometimes wonder,

Maybe this is the apocalypse,

The night for the new beginning,

And pull over my blanket,

For I was scared,

Maybe I am scared,

And as I run,

To a place even I don’t see clear,

The storm brewing inside my chest,

The numb of my senses,

The ghosts of my past,

The devils of my present,

The Noah of my future,

Maybe this is the way it is supposed to be,

Face it,

Sprint away,

Maybe the confusion shall always remain,

Or maybe I’ll run again……

नूर….

बारिश में भी आज कुछ नमी सी है,

ऐ दिल तुझमें कुछ आज कमी सी है,

रुक सी गयी है क्यूँ ये हवाएँ,

बेजान सी जाने क्यूँ लग रहीं हर दिशाएँ,

ना जाने क्यूँ आज छुप गया है सूरज भी बादलों में,

क्यूँ शर्मा के इसने मोड़ ली निगाहें,

सागर भी ले रहा है आज अंगड़ाइयां,

लहरे इसकी कर रही गुस्ताखियाँ,

फिर देखता हूँ जब वो नूर तेरा,

शब्द ढूँढता है यह ज़मीर मेरा,

बेज़ुबान हो जाती यह हस्ती मेरी,

और खिल जाता यह जहाँ तेरा,

हर ज़र्रा तब पुकारता है मज़हब तेरा,

अल्लाह हू,

हू अल्लाह…..

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……