Dastak

Photo by Neel Kamal Pandey

us jang lagey taale ke peeche

malbey jaisi deewaro ke peeche

main shor hu ya sannata hu

main roshni hu ya andhera hu

tu de dastak, main batata hu

main teri hi kahani hu

kuch yaado ke jaale simte hain

halki dhoop ke mele hain

main ateet hu ya aagaami hu

main mohobbat hu ya nafrat hu

tu de dastak, main batata hu

main teri hi ruswaai hu

tujhe khurechi hui deewarein milengi

tujhe do nahi, kai parchaiyaa milengi

main kuch toote dilo ka raag hu

main ankaha koi fasana hu

tu de dastak, main batata hu

main teri roohani shaam hu

par ek darwaza hai kahi chupa hua

jaha tere jaisa koi hai band pada

main teri aas hu

main tera gumaan hu

tu de dastak, main batata hu

main tujh jaiso ko uksati lagaam hu

You dont know me

You dont know me.

I'd stand in front of the crossbow

i'd bleed for you.

My hands wont shiver

and words will be over.

You dont know me.

I'd drown in the ocean for you

Yes, I know swimming though.

Weightless body will float

while it awaits for your boat.

You dont know me.

I walk the barren lands
unknown to any man.
Would you come to the rescue?
when you hear I am dead?

You dont know me.

Look at me with the corner of your eyes,
I'll burn with your single sight.
My flesh flying like burning paper
covering the entire sky.

Dont you know me?
Dont you know me by now?



Picture courtesy- Hardik Photography

Feels right

Bathing in the sulking tides
of whats wrong and whats right
I make the sins come true
Believe me, its real.

Bathing in the lush wild dreams
who thought they could exist
the body moves and lures
it feels so wrong.

Bathing in the starless night
the moon is shining so bright
The world whispers its wrong
You say its right.

Bathing in your acute thoughts
It is so wrong, yet feels so right
The confusions stay
I take a leap moving on.

Bathing in the dusty past
Am doing wrong,
am doing right
I am doing you,
for tonight.

Consume Me

Consume Me
Like the rain would
Consume the soil
Dont leave any trail

Consume me
Like the wind would
Consume the sky
Dont let the Sun shine

Consume me
Like the weeds would
Consume a dead body
Cover me bit by bit

And then mold me
Like a potter would
Mold a vase
out of nothing new

And then mold me
Forgetting my older body
create a new one
From your own hands

And then mold me
Despite many errors
I'll give you countless chances
Let me be discovered

And then mold me
In such a way
that you would love to
consume me
again & again

Let me be your song

Let me be your song
which you sing to the stars
when you are alone at night
or walking during day time

Let me be your song
Which you can sing to the birds
which at my window, once chirped
they left my paradise for your heaven

Let me be your song
which can open up your doors
of opportunities and love abound

Let me be your song
which you will hum to yourself
in monotonous tone when
you are amongst your friends

Let me be your song
which you can sing to the nature
when it soaks you in monsoon
or sweats you in summers

Let me be your song
which can be played when you
wait for your loved one
on your wedding day at the church

Let me be your song
your voice will give it beauty
Removing all your pains
Magical, Your life remains

Let me be your song, dear love
which you can lull to your kids
somewhere in future
Even when am dead

Let me be your song
which you can change the rhythm of
but the words will always remain the same

And I hope this is written on my tombstone that;
I was sung by the best soul all throughout his life
With each verse you gave me blessings
Making our each memory engrave on the aurora sky

Picture Courtesy- Hardik Photgraphy

A Wine Glass

Its my red soul you know

which has been kissed my many

and it will be like this

for one more eternity

I'll get older and wise

i am called the heaven's angel

taking them to the hell's doors

All I want is my red wine

to be mixed with a tear of yours

The red color might slowly disappear

The kisses on my body of glass

will fade away

its just one tear away