Sunday, October 26, 2014

Even rocks can scar

Smoke in the air
A hungover festival
Jumbled mind-space
Rock-solid heart
Overhanging cliffs
Endless roads
Carved by machines
Scarred rock-faces
The claws of mankind
Against God's hands
Sudden realisation
Rocks can be scarred
On the surface
And beneath too


Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Janaaza

Aaj bahut dino baad ek iccha jagi hai,
Is choukhat ke bahar jaane ka mouka hua hai.
Woh resham ka kurta khoob jachega aaj;
Wahi jiska bhoora rang tumhari aankhon se milta tha.
Bahut din baad yeh ghadi pehni hai to aaya yaad
Kitne arse beet gaye hai tumse milke aaj.
Kaapte haathon se baalon ko savaara hai phir,
Man-mouji, mastane; tumhara sehalana yaad hai unhe.
Bas ek aur cheez karna baki hai ab -
Us teepay par rakhi ek sheeshi mein tumhari khushboo hai.
Use thoda chidakh loo, mehekti ek aakhri saans loo.
Phir aankhen band kar loon kuch pal, aur tumse milne nikloo.
Kyonki aaj is choukhat ke bahar jaane ka mouka hua hai,
Apne janaaze mein mujhe rone ki wajah nahi hai.