Monday, May 3, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
let it be
when you fly like a bird inspite of the fact that you may be shot down
when everything seems so beautiful and yet to be to be discovered
when you feel in the hands of the happiness and the wings of freedom make you fly
and suddenly you come to know that the person you love most is not in love with you
when you get drunk and sit beside the tree thinking that what the fuck is wrong with this world?
then only thought which comes in mind is that baby let it be, live this life just live it.... ha ha ha
when everything seems so beautiful and yet to be to be discovered
when you feel in the hands of the happiness and the wings of freedom make you fly
and suddenly you come to know that the person you love most is not in love with you
when you get drunk and sit beside the tree thinking that what the fuck is wrong with this world?
then only thought which comes in mind is that baby let it be, live this life just live it.... ha ha ha
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Monday, December 28, 2009
Ae dhoop ke rang
Ae dhoop ke rang chal mere sang
kali si uss raat mein hi kho gaya tha
jaane kaun se railgdi par sawar ho gaya tha
jaagte jaagte so gaya tha
Ae dhoop ke rang chal mere sang
mar mar kay jeene ki jang mein shamil ho gaya tha
jaane kiska haath pakde chalne laga tha
naasha nichod te nichod te kho gaya tha
Ae dhoop ke rang chal mere sang
dil ka raasta baadal gaya tha
jaane kiss chahat mein har shay kho batha tha
roote roote zindagi ka har khel bhool gaya tha
Ae dhoop ke rang chal mere sang,
Ae dhoop ke rang chal mere sang....
kali si uss raat mein hi kho gaya tha
jaane kaun se railgdi par sawar ho gaya tha
jaagte jaagte so gaya tha
Ae dhoop ke rang chal mere sang
mar mar kay jeene ki jang mein shamil ho gaya tha
jaane kiska haath pakde chalne laga tha
naasha nichod te nichod te kho gaya tha
Ae dhoop ke rang chal mere sang
dil ka raasta baadal gaya tha
jaane kiss chahat mein har shay kho batha tha
roote roote zindagi ka har khel bhool gaya tha
Ae dhoop ke rang chal mere sang,
Ae dhoop ke rang chal mere sang....
Thursday, December 24, 2009
A fish in the bowl
Jack is running, Jill is running after her and James is galloping to catch them..
And the world is running after them...
Their brains are running, their legs are running their tounges are running...
A fish sits in the water bowl wondering what are they running after
Swimming her way through alone, creating waves in the water...
In her bowl world, she swims through the low and high tides of the world
She is swimming calmly , not following, not running...
Doing what she loves ...
Sitting with the pen in my hand, I wish I was the fish in the bowl...
And the world is running after them...
Their brains are running, their legs are running their tounges are running...
A fish sits in the water bowl wondering what are they running after
Swimming her way through alone, creating waves in the water...
In her bowl world, she swims through the low and high tides of the world
She is swimming calmly , not following, not running...
Doing what she loves ...
Sitting with the pen in my hand, I wish I was the fish in the bowl...
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
row of crasynthmums
His dog came running and his tongue jumped into the pool of water,
I stood beside the array of crasynthmums wating for the door to open,
He walked out into the balcony and hugged his dog.
I stood admiring his bare body with sweat dripping from his chest,
I turned into a honey bee and flew to sit on his shoulder,
I swirled around him, high on his aroma.
Sat beside him till the dusk, on his hand, in his hair, on his lips
emerging in his fluids,
I flew inside his bedroom and sat on his bed
A long strand of hair lay on the lipstick kissed pillow,
He came inside the bedroom and saw me sitting on his pillow
He rolled a newspaper to kill me,
he ran after me and I flew away from him
out of his door and away from the row of crasynthmums.
I stood beside the array of crasynthmums wating for the door to open,
He walked out into the balcony and hugged his dog.
I stood admiring his bare body with sweat dripping from his chest,
I turned into a honey bee and flew to sit on his shoulder,
I swirled around him, high on his aroma.
Sat beside him till the dusk, on his hand, in his hair, on his lips
emerging in his fluids,
I flew inside his bedroom and sat on his bed
A long strand of hair lay on the lipstick kissed pillow,
He came inside the bedroom and saw me sitting on his pillow
He rolled a newspaper to kill me,
he ran after me and I flew away from him
out of his door and away from the row of crasynthmums.
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