Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Yeh dooriyaan!!!


Itne Kareeb ho k bhi  kitne door hain hum,

Kyon dikarahi zindagi yeh tanhayi k sitam?

Itni jaan-pehchaan k baad bhi kitne alag hai hum,

Yeh rishta nibhane k liye pyaar kafi nahi hai har dum?



Thursday, August 14, 2014

To the blood sucking rascals! :P

Oh dear, I cannot sleep
Without hearing their noisy squeaks

Oh they think, it's a song so sweet,
The shrill tones, only makes me weep

I plug my ears, pillows covered too,
Ain't any good, their songs make me blue

pierced though me their snout, like needles,
"ouch! snap! aah! You blood sucking evils."

Malaria, dengue, encephalitis
mere utterance, gives me tingles

your tiny bites would make me feeble
"Oh Dear mosquitoes! Please don't mingle"


Hear it here







Wednesday, August 13, 2014

The Artist

Slipped her hands, feeling the anklets' beads,
Tingling sounds, like wind chimes and breeze,

Wearing it on, stood  in a pose,
With hand gestures, a dancer she supposed

the wind, the sky, the trees, the birds,
everything surreal were audience to her,

Opening her doors of imaginations, Spree!
To the sounds of birds, her expressions - glee!

rustled the leaves; and clouds of thunder,
she wore on her face, a symbol of fear

the passing clouds, and the clear sky bright,
concealed the fright on her face, with delight

her sorrowful face, heard the distant bazaar
tampering the peace, of her oneness hour,

evoked now, by the feeling of wonder,
blown by the wind, that  moment of terror,

the musical notes of the anklets on her feet
made her dance, as the expressions repeat,

heroic it seems, her care free mimes,
even to the nature's signs, she rhymes.

as she sequels the eight hues of expressions,
the door ajar, and she showed, the last essence

expression they are, of an emotional appeal,
if  only she could visualize, the beauty of her feel.


The Artist - a poem about a blind girl who portrays herself as a classical dancer, wearing on the anklets and dancing to the natures music,with her profound expressions of the navarasas.

Hear it here

Sunday, August 10, 2014

Rakhi ki hardik shubkaamnahein!

ise ek chota sa dhaga hi samjho,
jho ittne saalon mein baandhte chali aarahi hoon.
Kabhi tere tang kichthe hue,
aur kuch baateein haste hasaathe hue.
kabhi  jhagadthe hue, jab tum meri bhi dairymilk  ka jate the
aur phir kabhi teri naraazgi, aakir  maine hi tere books ko ghasetdiye the
na jaane kaise guzargaye hamari masti bhari bachpana,
itne saaalon k baad bhi jab yaad karti hoon,
yeh sab choti choti baatein sochke hi dil bhar jata hai
aaj phir ek bar rakhi k din, hamare yeh  anoka rishhta nibhathe hue,
 mujhe apne yaadon mein rakh k ,meri d hui rakhi baandlena bhaiya.
rakhi ki harrdik shubkaamnaheein.

Friday, August 8, 2014

Funny chicken shayari - why did the chicken cross the road?

Arre miya! apun ek shayari sunatu..
sunahu?

आज मुझे यह  कायल आया
मुर्ग़ी रास्ता पार  क्यों की ?

आज मुझे यह कायल आया
मुर्ग़ी रास्ता पर क्यों की ?

अगर पार  नहीं  की होती
आज नहीं होती KFC!!!

अगर पार  नहीं  की होती
आज नहीं होती KFC!!!

ये मुर्ग़ी को रास्ता पार करने की इतनी शोक ती
तो मेरी तरफ उसे आनी ती

आखिर क्या  कास है BEY! ये KFC?
में उसकी  हैदराबाद बिरियानी बना देती।

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Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Mein aur meri tanhai - solitary pleasures

में और मेरी तन्हाई

सुनाती  है वह पुराने गीत
खो जाते हैं हम, हसीन ख़्यालों में

यह संगीत सोच बदल देता है
फिर कभी सोचने का वक़्त भी नहीं मिलता !

में और मेरी तन्हाई

ले जाती है हमें,
उस जगह जहाँ. .

 पंछियों की चीक,
फूलों की महक,

बारिश से भीगी
मिटटी की खुशबू

देती है हमें
इतनी कुशी ,

ज़ुबान के दो लफ्ज़ बना देती
एक पल के लिए हमें, कवि

 में और मेरी तन्हाई

 गाती  है मुझसे…

लग जा गले की फिर
यह हसीं रात हो न हो
शायद फिर इस जनम में
मुलाकात हो न हो। . .

में और मेरी तन्हाई

अच्छी लगती है हमें
यह दो पल का अकेलापन
जब मिलती है वक़्त
ज़ी बार के करू ,जो चाहे  यह मंन

में और मेरी तन्हाई

अब गाती है मुझसे...

मुबारकें तुम्हे के तुम
किसी के  नूर हो गए
किसी के इतने पास हो
के हम से दूर हो गए।

में और मेरी तन्हाई

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Sunday, August 3, 2014

Guzaarish!!!

           
tamanna hai,thanha na ho yeh dil,
kushiyo se bhari, zindagi ho shamil,
pyaar se bhare rishtey mil k ho mehfil
gum, ho bhi agar,usse kya hai  haasil?