Journey to the end... Destinations are few...

I desired you more than Food or Drink..

My body.. my senses... my mind..

Hungered for your taste...


I could sense your presence in my Heart...

Although you belonged to all the World...

I waited with silent passion..


For One Gesture..
For One Glance...
From YOU!!!!


Disclaimer: Not my creation...

Dead Feeling, corner room..,



Slowing breeze and winter’s noon!



Provoking thoughts, lay waste,



Rushing Cars, ajar pane!



Delusion, Yes! Delusion again!



Tear drops, mop them off,



Deceased, Belief and Dreams of heart,



Yes, it hurts! Hurts a lot!!!

Vagabond in the search of, I found my land sanguine,

I saw it green and full of hope…

So, I laid a red tent and I put up a stove…

Wafted by winter wind,

I needed a wooden floor to call it home,

So, I built a mansion, with teak wood,

With colorful chandeliers and ceramic bulbs,

I painted the walls with ruby, emerald and pink…

Got a carpet with cream fur of satin…

And a brown swing chair, to rest in peace

Happy and demented, I was living in…

Until I realize, this was the worst it had ever been,

The Storm had started months back,

And would last for months more...

As I peeped out, colorless mural was all I could see…

Not a soul, not a tree, not a bird beating its wing…

Ravenous longing and anguished soul…

Colorblind eyes, dying heart and desolate home!

I had now, a house full of ceded dreams…

It was a wait, and an endless one…

For the Spring, seems will never come!

All just white and a discerned certainty...

The Journey to the End…

A destination final, real and mean!!!

Through the darkness,

Hunch of piercing light rays…

Growing glimmer blinds sight…

The sprint, killing legs…

The knuckles twisting, jaws squinting…

The roars and the howls, leisurely retreating…

Midnight moon!!!

Stealth air, gushing so loud…

Pounding heart, steaming sweat…

Is this the last run?

For a new life, after The End!!!

Is kinaare leharon ka unmaan wahi hai..
Wo hain nahi..
par unki aarzoo wahi hai..
Fiza mein mahak wahi hai..
Fool khilte nahi..
Par khushbu wahi hai..

Dekhte hain khol kay pitara apna..
Wo jang lagi ghadi,
Wo matmaili rumaal,
Wo tasveer..
Ab bus wahi hai

Subah wahi hai..
Shyam wahi hai..
Suraj wahi hai..
Chand wahi hai..

Ho humsafar na tera jab kahin..
Saaya mera rahega tab wahin..
Tujhse kabhie na ik pal bhie main juda..

Dhundhla jaayein jo manzilein..
Ik pal ko tu nazar jhuka..

Jhuk jaaye sar jahan wahi..
Milta hai rab ka raasta..

Teri kismat tu badal de..
Rakh himmat bus chal de..

Tere saath he..
Mere kadmon ke hain nishaan..

Khud pe daal tu nazar..
Haalaton se haar kar..
Kahan.... chala re
Haath ki lakeer ko..
Modhta marodta...
Hai hausla... re..

Toh khud tere khwabon ke rang mein..
Tu apne jahan ko bhi rang de..
Ke chalta hoon mein tere sang mein..
Ho shyam bhi toh kya..

Jab hoga andhera..
Tab paayega dar mera..
Uss dar pe phir hogi teri subah..

Mitt jaate hain.. sabke nishaan..
Bas ek woh.. mitata nahin.. hai..haye...
Maan le jo har mushkil ko.. marzi meri.. haye..

Ho humsafar na tera jab kahin..
Saaya mera rahega tab wahin..
Tujhse kabhie na ik pal bhie main juda..

Tu na jaane aas pass hai khuda,
Tu na jaane aas pass hai khuda!!!

Tu na jaane aas pass hai khuda,
Tu na jaane aas pass hai khuda!!!