Monday, July 18, 2011

Zindagi

Tried Hindi poetry for a change, inspired by ZNMD.
Raahon mein itni tanhaayiyan hai kyon
Aankehn meri itni nam hai kyon.
In hothon ki pyaas mit-ti nahin hai kyon,
In lafzon mein pyaar bhar rahi hai kyon.

Nigaahon mein teri parchaayiyan hai kyon,
Khayalon mein tu aati hai kyon
Yaadein teri is dil ko bharein itna,
Ki aankhein meri bhar aati hai kyon.

Zindagi hai yeh waqt ka safar,
Ghadi ke kaanton ki tarah bas chalte hai ham.
Har waqt lage kahin aur hai manzil,
Chalte rehte hain hum dhoondte hue saahil.

Ud raha hai aaj dil mera,
In havaoon ke pankh lekar,
Baadalon ko jhaank-ke mein dekhoon,
Lage ki poora aasman hai mera

Armaanon ki is kashti mein,
Khoya humne hai bahut paya kam.
Lekin jo paya woh kimti hai itna,
Ki zindagi ko jeena seekh gaye hai hum.

Chodke sab kuch chalte hain hum,
Bas yaadon ko leke jaa rahe hain.
Raahein kholke apni baahein hai bula rahi
Zindagi ko dhoondte hue niklein hain hum.

Phir bhi, raahon mein itni tanhaayiyan hai kyon
Aankehn meri itni nam hai kyon.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Apathy

In the graveyard, I don’t know if am
The one in the grave smiling
Or the one standing outside and crying.
But I stand solid like a rock
I buried my emotions.

Decaying is my interest
In the artificial society
Constructed on the concrete of status
I find it hard to smile but laugh aloud inside.
A look into your eyes is enough
Even though your lips smile.

My blood has turned cold
And I don’t feel nothing
My feelings got transfused into
The solution of apathy
When you cut my vein of patience.

The love you showed was
An artificial conscience
At the back of it was narcissism

Of self nourishment.
I couldn't cry at it neither could I smile
You were so unreal, I just let you fly.

I do not need anyone now
I do not feel anything.
The split emotionalist of mine
I buried him crying in the grave
And I stand outside smiling now
A freedom from artificial emotions,
I found my apathy.