To, Dr.J Jayalalithaa - The Queen of Tamil Nadu
Not every day dawns into such a day
Where, the sun is sober
And,
The waves splash devoid the froth
The breeze I hear
Croons a song of her valour
At the dusk,....
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Thursday, December 1, 2016
Where are my blue Boxers?
Oh my, my
It was a scandalous morning
I sat up on my bed
wrapped up in a blanket
I was cold
I was frozen
And, I was hustling to find
That which was missing;
I....
Read More Monday, November 28, 2016
मायका - Maternal Home
याद है मुझे आज भी
वो शाम
सोंधी सी खुशबू थी
महक रहा था आसमान
सूरज सिसकियाँ लेते हुए
बादल की ओढ़नी में छुपा था
बिदाई....
Read More Sunday, November 27, 2016
लुकाछुपी - Hide & Seek
जब आँखें बंद की थी मैंने
तब तुम थी
आँखें खुली, तो हुई तुम गायब
लुकाछुपी में थी तुम माहिर
अब सोचता हूँ मैं
कि तुम सपना तो नहीं!
अब नींद आई तो
सहम के करवटें....
Read More Thursday, November 24, 2016
मियाद - Expiry Date
साहिबा, जो पल गुज़ारे थे हमने
एक दूजे कि बाहों में,
वो आज बस ख़याल बने मंडरा रहे हैं !
दफन करदूँगा उन ख्यालों को आज
लपेट के इस कोरे....
Read More Wednesday, November 23, 2016
रात - Night
इतनी जल्दबाज़ी क्यूँ करते हो, जनाब
सांझ अभी तो जवान हुई है
बहक जाने दो उन् अखियन में
करवटें बदलने दो उनकी बाहों में
इक रात ही तो है
करीबी....
Read More Tuesday, November 22, 2016
याराना - Friendship
आँसू तब भी निकले थे,
ग़ालिब -
जब उसने नाता तोडा था !
और, आज भी अश्क़ निकले हैं
जब मेला है यारों का सजा !
बस, फर्क सिर्फ इतना ही
की आज मैं हँस पड़ा....
Read More Monday, November 21, 2016
नशा - Intoxication
साहिबा !
उन होंटों में ऐसा नशा नहीं है
कि हम डगमगा जाए
नशा , तो दिल के टूटने से होता है
बिखर के समेटने में होता है
रूह काँप उठती है
होश....
Read More Sunday, November 20, 2016
Poison on my Lips
On my bedspread last night
I saw you;
You knew how to hold my face
and, smudge my lips
to drench them in love.
Swaying in the trance
I let you fuse into....
Read More Thursday, November 17, 2016
The childhood that I never had..
The
pungent smell of the rain
Drenches
me in its nostalgic drizzle,
I
am soaking in the faint memories of my childhood
That
I never had.
Dad’s
wake-up kiss
His
warmth
Never
breached....
Read More Sunday, November 13, 2016
Dad's love
You must know this before I sigh a goodnight
It is your love for me
That has held me sane.
Wrap me up in your love
And, walk me through this fire,
Unscathed!
I have my....
Read More Thursday, November 10, 2016
Krishna & his sensuous blue skin
Ashamed I am not, Krishna
My sensuous
pal, to make known
To this world
‘bout my yearning for you
For a speck
of your tanned blue skin.
If you
let me cuddle you
I‘d....
Read More Monday, October 31, 2016
Handprints - A song for Ishaan
It is my love for you, my Son
That’ll last forever
Until then,
Hold my lil finger and let’s
Walk through these clouds
That blinds us,
To a clear sky,
Where the....
Read More Monday, October 24, 2016
A song of Love - for Ishaan
Son, my Son
Hear the waves of an ocean
That’s gone silent over the years;
Because
The moon had bid an adieu
On that awful day.
Son, my Son, my Moon
Come....
Read More Wednesday, October 19, 2016
Sunday, October 16, 2016
The blabber of a turbulent Soul
O’ Lord, with boundless graceEmperor of seven hillsthe one with the captivating smile
Glory to you.
I, your subjectCircumambulate you with divine devotion.O’ cowherd, KrishnaThe....
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A Prayer of vengeance to Mother Saraswati
How elegant is that sight,
of you seated majestically
on a white swan
in the sanctum-sanctorum
draped in white, in compassion?
Your curls, truly symbolize the clouds.
Oh,....
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An eccentric and the mother Goddess
Your eyes -
Those which are unequaled,
In those eyes, I see an ocean of love.
Then it ensued
you were infinite, once
without a form.
An eccentric like me
sketched those eyes,....
Read More Tuesday, October 4, 2016
My Love - A Stranger
Let there never be an end
To these dark nights devoid of love,
I’ve found glitter in the darkest of the nights
And now, they send to me their angels
To cuddle with;
They....
Read More Sunday, October 2, 2016
to the Martyr Son - Jai Hind
The soil is moistened
With the tears of a mother
Whose son lies smeared with his cold blood far away.
The guns and the bombs go mute
With the reverberations of her heart....
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