I crave for the sensation, The blood that oozes out of my December skin, Dry, thick, viscous, That covers up my pores, For it carries deep within itself, Affairs of our bodies and mind, The days when nothing could separate us, Long, moist, infinite nights of passion, We carved a piece of ourselves, On the annals of time, Volcanic eruptions, the calm before the storm, I crave for your body, The oxytocin that flooded my mind, And the heart that pumped blood, Everywhere except my breath, That fell short whenever we kissed, For you breathed for me, And I collected stars for you, I crave and crave so much more, The dripping sweet and sonorous, Your touch, My end and beginning…..
He slowly kissed her lips, As she dissolved in his arms, For time slows down in moments like these, An eternity lasts a lifetime, And silences become music of the universe, It was their first, The first time their lips met, Etching the moment in their memories forever, Their First kiss, Amateur and sweet…..
Some secrets of mine, Washed with the rains, Flooded the streets common, And clogged the drains, But yet I hold in some, The deepest, faded even for me, For you’ll see me different, The blood on my hands, The bruises on my Chin….
मत पूछो ये हाल मेरा, है थामा ऐसा जाम मैंने, की सच बोल गया तो, उतर जाएँगे ये चेहरे सुनहरे, आज चुप हूँ तो शायद देख रहे हो तुम भी, कल जो बोल पड़ा इस मेहफ़िल में तुम्हारी, फिर कहाँ छुपाओगे वो दाग गहरे…..
Do not ask for how I am, My glass holds a wine dear, This mouth if calls a name true, Shine will shy away from faces white, You look at me for I am mum, My lips if will spill the secrets in your gala spectacular, Scars will follow till the memories testify….
One day it won’t be difficult, Looking up the stars, Or through the sea of people, There will be calm, Serenity and stability, Heartache will subside, The mind will see clearly, One day you’ll see how beautiful it is, To love and be loved again, One day you’ll be healed, One day…..
She wished for the stars, Each night as she slept, He would bring her flowers each day, And messages enclosed in small doves, She wished for the stars, And dreamt during the day, He was just ordinary, Ran on her call, Focused on her sight, But he was a star, Ordinary couldn’t find, And Of galaxies not defined……
दिखते हैं किसी को आसमान में परिंदे, हसरतों से भरे, उजाले से सजे, होता है किसी का आसमान गहराइयों सा भी, अनंत, शून्य, अनदेखा, पर शायद होगा इन्ही आँखों का क़सूर, समझ के जो ऐसी मुख़बरि की होगी, तेरा, मेरा, है क्या सबका एक जैसा आसमान….?