Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Mid Day Break



It is not so a very happening day. Lost in many things i tread myself towards my work. Work being done; thought of taking respite but winters in this region are too daunting; Also since I lately changed my job so means of entertainment seems to vanish away and there is a need to create new . I clanged upon a heater but still it snores and makes color of my hand turn darker and tan. Tuned on my radio it seems these presenters have no plot; no seriously I am not downgrading their efforts or spontaneity but at times they don’t make sense or their music. My time today appears to be sailing at a snail speed. Like an inchworm making its way through.
Waiting this day to end!!!



Some lines for you that i was able to carve during my few minutes break.

The day turns darker and sun skids in blue
My eyes seems to drown in frosting fathom
Hoping you shall turn out to be a perfect bliss
And my eyes wait and ploughing way through to you...

Take Care

Friday, September 23, 2011

~ Ye Nanhi Masoom Si Larki ~




Ye nanhi masoom si larki, Jane kia kia dhund rahi thi

Andheri gallion mein jese chand ka dhara dhund rahi thi
Anjany rastun mein phir badal they aur barkha thi
Najane wo chadar aurhay kab se ye sab taak rahi thi
Na janay kia khwaish thi dil mein, ankhun mein jo goonj rahi thi
Sahil , mandar , darya paani jese wo sab ghum rahi thi
Thori thori khamoshi thi aur phir bhonchal sa a jata tha
Wo dur kinare darya ke sang kuch sehmi sehmi dikhti thi
Wo nange paun rait mein lipti bhagi bhagi jati thi
Phir dur falak aur manzil na janay kese wo paa leti thi
Ye nanhi masoom si larki ghar ka rasta dhund rahi thi
Her ik sheh mein apne ghar ka pur ronaq manzar dhund rahi thi
Chandni raat aur ujhal bojhal , koi kinara dhund rahi thi
 Tangdasti aur alam-e- hu mein koi sahara dhund rahi thi
Is basti ke sehar kinare apna gharunda dhund rahi thi
Ye nanhi masoom si larki janay kia kia dhund rahi thi


My first official urdu poetry debut. I dont know how and when i am strike upon these ideas but trust me when i see my writings on paper i am left bemused. As in what i started to write and how i ended up .
I hope you enjoy it as much as i did while writing and finding these images . Kids they impress me alot in any form or found with any ideology. I cant sit much for story writing now adays so bear me up with slices of these thoughts .
I hope you all had a very good week so did i . A lot to come in my life ahead its like sitting in front of a pandora box and watching it opening up by removing wrappings and coverings of its own one by one.
Take care guys see you again soon =))

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Wish You Were Here



Like a very fine ray, where sun basks the day
In the hindsight! you arrive as a peace-giver

But all my assessments drowned in the river
this is how much i care about you

If you ask me i can dive down into the memory lane
And bring one most powerful, most fine year

Just to show you that this one year
When i felt that nothing more than you, is my need to bear

And today when you are away
Is the thousands miles i cover in a day

And these strange happenings have tied their knots wickedly
Sulking in the temple,doomed to see colors fading away vividly

Come from the certain side of the mirror
To see if i am real, if i can break the wind storm or burn the hashes of fear

But now, when you come to breach the rules of uncertainty
Don't come as a weather,come as infinity

The color of your soul and this strange intimation
This is how much i miss you and your felicitation.