The last goodbye

It was an usual evening. The sun was setting painting the sky a dozen shades of crimson. Both of them were walking silently and clouds were scattered in the sky as thoughts in their minds. Each step they were taking forward was in a sync while their minds were spinning backward recreating all the moments they once shared together.

Looking at sky she was thinking of their first exchange. May be their exchange might not be a result of coincidence or if is it so, all coincidence exist in universe leading to incidents and their disassociation will too.

Suddenly, breeze rustle gently through the trees, without saying a word she looked deeply into his eyes and felt like she lost her words to him. The connection she felt was more than she can ever express. There was a desire to express and delineate the experience while deep inside there is a fear stopping her from expressing, the fear enduring from past.

In this struggle between fear and desire, distances won, they were standing near the car and as always, the fear prevailed the desire. He was standing beside her, looking into his eyes she bid the last goodbye with the desire still enduring in her. The car started in motion and in-spite of it moving forward, she felt like she is leaving a part of her behind.

इतनी देर ना करना

खुद से किया वादा निभाऊँगी
संजोएं हर एहसास को
जब तक मुमकिन हुआ रख पाऊँगी
पर इतनी देर ना करना कि
इंतज़ार के बादलों में यादें धुमिल हो जाए।
उम्मीद का सूरज अस्त हो जाए
फिरअगली सुबह मिलेंगे ज़रूर
पर इतनी देर ना करना
उन राहो की मैं पथिक बन जाऊँ
जहाँ से लौट आना मुमकिन ना हो।।
टूटता तो ब्रह्मांड का हर अंश हैं
फिर मैं  क्या हूँ
बस इतनी देर ना करना
कि इस कदर बिख़र जाऊँ
तुम चाह कर भी समेट ना पाओ ।।

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Creation's Fire

Some talked about her outer attire,

Some looked on basis of literal shire,

Some searched for superficial desire,

Some found her a boring spire

with no combination of perfect cire,

But no one saw her unique caliber,

As not all are blessed enough
 to get deep insight of "creation's fire"

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अज़ीब सफ़र है जिंदगी

अज़ीब सफ़र है जिंदगी 

इन पथरों से टकराती

लहरों की तक़रीब है ज़िंदगी ,

सायत में मंज़िल को तराशती 

खूबसुरत इनायत है ज़िंदगी

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Separation

This or that,

each leaf got detached,

after the playful 

emotional match

from the engaged knag,

like host of sparrows 

sitting on knag,

straggle with distress,

knowing the necessity of 

"Separation"

for resurrection of 

world's living thread

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Words That Left Unspoken

'With the cycle of  rays merging at horizon

the time was passing

and a tall enthusiasm,

was adding new colors

in the dull sky of a small chirping bird,

weaving new threads

in painting on canvas of life'

'As the colorful sky in which

the bird is flying

seems to be divine of something

beyond the reason and control

her eyes trying to signify of which

she wants to delineate the experience,

but her voice mysteriously got multiplied

with the silence of the sound of

"words that left unspoken"

dwelling midway between her heart and lips'

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Within Those Eyes

Light or dim

I see the whole worlds glimpse ,

merging in the eyes blink.

Looking upon your eyes

I see the threads of emotions,

weaving in the feeling sky

of once barren glebe,

molding into paradise,

like blonde inveteracy

'within those eyes'

 adding one more reply 

in natures invite

to calibrate the smallest excerpt...

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