Princess TheLove

I loved you,
but you were never mine.
So now I keep you,
between the lines of
all the poems,
that I didn't write.
And I see you,
near the sunset
I saw through your eyes.
And I hear your voice,
in that coffee shop;
you never went to,
two tables behind.
Ten years from now,
I pass you by.
One look and now I see how,
I lost all my battles,
to that dark big eYes     .
Your daughter has your eyes.
So now, I write your name,
on grocery lists;
so that I may forget.
I shut my eyes,
for those who destroyed me,
all they knew was your name.
12 years from now,
a little girl on a swing.
I always knew you'd be,
a good Mother,
who'd never let her fall,
as You  let me.
For I am a Man now,
still;
with too many preserved grocery lists.
I always forget to dot my i's
but not the one,
that's in your name.
I still write it now,
your name
sometimes,
with nothing else around it.
Poetic justice,
it seems.
I need to go now,
I need to leave.
For I am the dust,
on your fingertips.
A lot has been said,
just not enough.
I loved you,
but you were never mine.
I loved you,
for I had no choice.

Princess

I loved you,
A caring you
With a lot of love in eyes
The magical eyes
I forgotten to look away
When I first saw you
A charismatic gaze
And I was flat
With no idea how'd it be better
To remember your eyes
Or to forget the world
Though I tried the first one,
But ended up doing last one
The sight, that single sight
Made me go
Far far away from myself
In a different world
Where there was nothing more attractive than your eyes
A world where I was always around you
With a lot of cuddles
Curled around
Endless Coffees
Endless happiness
Endless debates
Endless love
Endless time..
Seized by our side
Waking up next to you every morning
Lying around carelessly beautiful girl
With world's best eyes
I seriously didn't notice your long hair
Dimples and smirks were the only thing that I saw while you,
Not knowingly made me addicted to you.
With an ocean of dreams
Along with your dark laked eyes
You left me hangin between you and the world,
The world who treated me like a wound
But salted mine
A soul with demons inside
A body full of your touches
Kisses
A mind full of your pretty lies
A heart full of broken dreams.

Princess

जो बन सके तेरी आवाज़ स्याही
और ढल सके तू कलम में कहीं
तो मैं शायर भी सही।

घेरती हैं भीड़ में आँखें सभी ख़ामोशी
को मेरी,
जो मिलें इनमे तुम्हारी भी नज़रें कभी
तो मैं तमाशा भी सही।

सुनते हैं अल्फ़ाज़ सभी इशारों से
अनजान होकर,
सच मानते हैं बातें मेरी गुमराह हो कर

के नशे में डूबी ये पंक्तियाँ
लिखी हैं मैंने होश में,
पर जो उतर जाओ मुझमें आज फिर
तुम ज़ेहर बन कर
तो सच पूछो तो मैं झूठा भी सही।

मेरे लब्जों की तस्वीर चढ़ती है आँखों
में ज़रा रुक कर,
घुलता है ऐहसास ज़रा थमकर
जो रंग भर दो इनमें तुम अपने
और खिल उठें ये शब्द मेरे
तो मैं धुन्दला भी सही। 

जलता हूँ मैं हर लव्ज़ पर
हर्फ़-दर-हर्फ़ घटता हूँ मैं,
शायद, इसीलिए धुंए सी इन बातों में
भीनी सी खुशबु सी बहती हो तुम
बस एक बार जो किसी कविता में
बस जाओ तुम
तो मैं राख़ की ढेरी भी सही।।

Failure of our time

Sitting in your asses and criticizing everything little thing,
Expecting some relief just by mumbling some lines for an invisible friend can't make us what we're meant to be,.to be ourselves,
To be pursuing the same what we're needed to
As a millennial, we were all told we're gonna grow up to be rockstars and millionaires. Our parents said they gave us everything, and that we just make excuses. Now we have over priced education, a failing economy, a dying earth, our parents crashed the housing market. Unemployment is rife, and we ruin our lives with immense debt because we're told we need a college degree. Even with one, we're unemployable due to a lack of experience. We also realized that we aren't all going to be famous or rich, our lives are going to suck, we are going to be in debt till we die, and we'll spend our lives laying bills and being told to be grateful for the opportunity. We have no Great War, and now we're all lost, depressed and filled with self loathing. Hell everyone I know that's my age kinda wants to die. In conclusion, humanity's greatest failure is Society's lack of collaborative effect for the betterment of Down trodden.

Shaista

सुनो मुझमें शोर बहोत है
पर तुम ख़ामोशी पढ़ लेना
वह जो होठों तक आके
आखों में डूब जाती है
वह जो लफ्ज़ों की क़ैद में उभरने
को छटपटाती है
वह जैसी अंधेरी रात की बारिशों में
छज्जे से टपकती है
वह जैसे किसी अल्हड़ सी दुल्हन की
मेहँदी में महकती है
वह जैसे उँगलियों पर मिट गए
तितलियों के रंग जैसी है
वह लहरों से तराशे हुए
संग जैसी है
वही खामोशी जो हर पल
जीने की आस में
तेरी उल्फ़त की प्यास में
मरती जाती है
सुनो।
तुम वह ख़ामोशी पढ़ लेना
कि मैं तुमसे कह नहीं सकता
मुझे कितनी मुहब्बत है
मुझे तुमसे मुहब्बत है

MenDon'tLoveInWords

After a word fight for almost 3 days when they finally got to meet each other
It was like the world ending in a nano second,
It was like a storm finishing itself just by getting frustrated of it's thunderstorm
It was like a complete exhaustation of two souls meant too much to each other
The Guy was sad , guilty , frustration was making him weak
He couldn't utter a single word for a while
But he couldn't let his lifeline go away from his eye sight
He couldn't breathe oxygen in his lungs,
He couldn't reciprocate to the echos in his heart
He couldn't breathe a breath without the girl standing in front of him,
In a mood like Kiln,
A face like snowed redwine
A charismatic presence of her eyes and faded away blushes,
An airtight aroma of her fragrant Body
Who could do nothing but sob,
Sobs were the only answers she's given him so far,
Her nose was sniffing as it turned red and she continuously tissued it

"If you leave, you'll leave me with nothing" he said and kissed her to stop

She ran fingers in his hair in the mansuetude of care,  the way she used to cuddle him and make him sleep on her breasts, said nothing.

There's an unexplainable crave and desire you feel for someone,when you think of the person all you can imagine that one moment which binds you... maybe that soul locking kiss. When lips are locked with no air between all you could taste the cold saliva and the soft tongue.

"I can't stop thinking, your kisses.. I so miss kissing you" he said grabbing her face between his flat palms.

She said nothing..

"Speak something" he pressed his palms hard and her lips glanced out like pouting baby.

"You never said you love me and wish to spend your life with me.." She said, softly, looking down at her feet.

"I'm a man" he lifted her face and made her look into her eyes. "I can't express the way you want" he explained. "I don't know how do you want me to say it, I act, I do, I just don't have words" he wished he could, anyhow make her feel the pain he is feeling while speaking this all.

"I express my love when I touch you. I kiss you everywhere.I feel your love when you melt down with the pain I give you. I feel our relationship when you scream my name in pleasure" He grabbed her arms and felt the same love running into his nerves.

"This is all physical.. you don't say it" she said, demand to be loosened up.

"Can you explain your desire to release myself deep inside you?" He asked.

She said nothing.. then said "No"

"When you go numb, when you're asleep in my arms with those heavy breathing, our legs like mating snakes, when you feel me inside you and you hold me tight when I am no more in control of my muscles for thirty seconds and more.. when those tears roll down your eyes when you're in pleasure, that is my love, love." he said it all.

"I'm a man, I don't say it, I do" he didn't know what else to say..

"If you leave, you'll leave me with nothing.

बिगड़ता बचपन

बड़ी मासूमियत से सादगी से बात करता है
मेरा किरदार जब भी जिंदगी से बात करता है

बताया है किसी ने जल्द ही ये सूख जाएगी
तभी से मन मेरा घंटों नदी से बात करता है

कभी जो तीरगी मन को हमारे घेर लेती है
तो उठ के हौसला तब रोशनी से बात करता है

नसीहत देर तक देती है माँ उसको जमाने की
कोई बच्चा कभी जो अजनबी से बात करता है

मैं कोशिश तो बहुत करता हूँ उसको जान लूँ लेकिन
वो मिलने पर बड़ी कारीगरी से बात करता है

शरारत देखती है शक्ल बचपन की उदासी से
ये बचपन जब कभी संजीदगी से बात करता है