maa

ishwar ko toh dekha nahi kahin
par uska roop toh dekh liya maine yahin.

kehte hain har koi ek sa nahi hota
par ek tu hin toh hai jiske aanchal mein sir rakh ke hamesha tera balak hai rota.

paane ko hai kuch nahi ,tune hamesha hai bas humein diya
sampurn jeevan apna hamare parvarish mein nyochawar kiya.

armaan mere bhi hai maa ki khwahishein puri karun teri
bas itni iltezaah hai khuda se ki woh madad karein unhein puri karne mein meri.

kabhi keh na paaya tujhse maa par aaj keh raha hun yeh
apna aanchal sadev rakhna mujhpe , dete rehna mamatva se paripurn sneh ...

Dead Man walking ..

Is this what they term as life
a treacherous path , full of strife .

Pushed to the shove , i know not what to do
Guess my nemesis is what i should pursue .

Time and again you have snatched away my dream
her countenance that always made my eyes gleam .

There is a limit to a person's suffering is what they say
if its true then why do you twist me beyond limits as if i am just a toy made of clay ?

distraught thoughts , disturbing memories ; what else is to follow ?
a dead man walking , i am already rendered completely hollow ...

Obituary ...

Night has fallen , darkness abounds

Somewhere in the wilderness , a lost soul hounds .

Was it his grief that was profound

Or his adversaries that had brought him face down on the ground .

I know not but am bound to trudge along and see

Cause the dreadful whining wont let me breathe free .

As I draw close , shiver runs down my spine

I reproach myself for wandering off , yet keep on saying "everything is fine" .

At some distance i chance upon a mound

A few steps more and an epitaph is what i found .

I bend down for the thick layers of dust needs to be blown away

The wind seems to be assisting me , as the trees begin to sway .

Light from the crescent moon falls on the engravings

I slowly start to read , giving way to my inner cravings .

"As i lay herein , I am glad i can no longer be seen

They will never come to know of the remorse that lies within

Thou aren't aware of the bouts of miseries that had grown

Cause a cheerful countenance is what i had always shown

My dreams kept getting out of sight

Yet i garnered hope to plunge in for a last fight

I succumbed coz against destiny i had no might

In the end , had to accept my woeful plight ."

Dumbstruck i frantically start to search for the day

When the poor man had to finally go away .

I find none

The day that signified that Satan had finally won !

Amidst the turmoil of emotions , a thought suddenly dawned

There lay no man and so no mention of the day was to be found .

It was my own soul that was making the call

The one that had bore all and taken the fall .

All that remained of me is this mortal body

A futile mind that makes me do menial work that's quite shoddy .

I pluck a black rose and lay it on the solitary grave

For my soul that never was , as they termed it 'rave' ...

Cursed

Every time i thought it was over

It came back to show me - my joys are temporary , but the sorrows are forever .

They say every cloud has a silver lining

My skies are so dark , even the dungeons appear to be shining !

Fighting against all odds is a habit i've inculcated

Somehow i know i'm one of the most ill fated .

Come on God , give me some more pain

If i am the chosen one , why shall any punishment remain ??

... LOST ...

How difficult nowadays life seems

The rigmarole i once hated , now feels like a dream .

In this heart of mine once there was light

As i had hopes pinned on my last fight .

Time and again I bared my all to endure the whip

Yet good times always somehow managed to give me a slip .

Now as darkness engulfs the horizon , the outcome is almost clear

The battle is almost lost , a painful fact that i have to bear .

I might feel satisfied cause with all my strength i fought

But the horrifying outcome will always unsettle me as i lost my precious , the one i had so dearly sought ...

May be i missed the quintessential kick that was needed for a start

Or maybe lady luck never came by to play her much needed part .

Whatever be the reason , the outcome makes me feel wrought

Coupled with the painful reminders that it has with itself brought .

"Life is all about going on" thou may say

But is it truly a 'LYF' if i could never have it my own way ???