Category Archives: Poetry

मेरी क़लम की सियाही काग़ज़ को मंज़ूर नहीं मेरे ख़ुदा की खुदाई बंदे को मंज़ूर नहीं मेरी रगों का धुआँ मेरे जिगर को मंज़ूर नहीं मेरे होने का ग़ुमा मेरे शहर को मंज़ूर नहीं अमावस की रात चाँद को मंज़ूर नहीं मेरे दिल की बात मेरे ज़हन को मंज़ूर नहीं आग को राख़ बन करContinue reading “मंज़ूरियां”

To arise out of dark depths In search of day’s light To push until a path forms And fight the good fight To rush and meet the air with joy Then caress every stone on the way You, a fountainhead of soothing waters Walk all longing through freedom’s doorway

This is no gentle rain….. Slowly falling Asking permission Calm collected A saint’s kind vision ~ This is a downpour….. A pelting of stones Announced by thunder Chased by lightening A punishing blunder ~ This meeting with You No, not a gentle rain at all Hammered to the ground I fly high, even as IContinue reading “No, not you”

If the promise is the heavens I will gladly die today If the promise is a meeting with You I will forego the heavens If the promise is quiet I will gladly give up all my words If the promise is stillness I will even forego all my currents But you see, there are noContinue reading “A promise”

In light The mountains becomes your image In love Our journeys become a pilgrimage

We sit together My grief and I Stare into the flames Of how and why Stoke the fire With a stick of could haves Fan it some more With all the should haves – We sit together My maker and I My thirst unquenched My soul is dry He mends my cracks With love mixedContinue reading “We Sit Together”

The last rays of sun Kiss the gentle waves good night The last tears of love Make the silence feel all right

If silence is whole And complete in itself Why do I hear it Like the fires of hell If silence is still And forever unchanging Why does it feel Like the galaxies racing If silence is noble Like the wisdom of age Why does it fool me By showing its rage If silence is quietContinue reading “Silence speaks”

Every single time the night falls A sun rises to show me the light Every time the heart grows weary A friend comes by and makes it right – Every time when I wander astray Someone brings me back with a whirl Every time I descend into darkness I seem to come back with anotherContinue reading “Every time”

The road to paradise Must pass through the abyss I dance with abandon Meet the colors I must kiss I whirl with the colors I am all that there is And if I get lost in the noise The silence holds a promise