Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Must Wait

Subjected to scrutiny
The forms die a 100 deaths
Techniques fear for life
Subjects become out of breath

Art should flow like music
They said

But my song doesn't get sung
In the tune they set

The shine of color Fades
in comparison with the lure of gold

The soft punching of keyboard triumphs
The hard strokes of brush

Dear art you must wait
Wait till I get the perfect lyrics
I will then set the song
And the world would want to sing along

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Reaching Out!

Extending my arms till the tendons strain with pain
Calling out your name but the voice is inaudible
I arch my back stand on my toes
The body writhing with pain now
I want to reach out and hold you
The more I try
The more you drift away
I am frozen in place
I try harder
Reach out further
You drift more
I should probably give up
But I don't
The pain is unbearable
Its not the body
Its the mind
My will gives up
I fall
And that's when you come
To hold me to comfort me
Oh Lord!
I was never supposed to try
I was supposed to be just there
It was you who were supposed to walk up to me
Hold me comfort me

Bare it all

Bare your soul he said
Bare it all he said
Bare I would I said
But it runs deeper than my skin
Deeper than you can reach
Deeper than I know it exists
Even I haven't seen it all yet
I just feel it gently nudging me
Deeper than the depth I have known
I am waiting for it to bare it all
To show me the abyss it floats in
How can I bare it when I know not

Thursday, May 9, 2013


कुच्छ  लम्हे थे 
कुच्छ  सपने थे
पलकों  पे जब  सजाये थे
कुच्छ याद रहे कुच्छ भूल गए 

यादों की परतों में 
कुच्छ सपने भी धुल गए
वोह सपने जब याद आये
तो पलकों को भी एहसास हुआ
की साथी थे वोह कुच्छ पल के
कुच्छ साथ रहे कुच्छ दूर गए

कभी  आते है  वापस वोह
लेकिन शिद्दत नहीं उनमे अब
जो साथ थे वोह हकीकत भी बने
सपनो  को छूने  से एहसास हुआ 
की साथी थे वोह कुच्छ पल के
कुच्छ जागे से थे कुच्छ सो गए

कुच्छ सपने ही रह गए 
कुच्छ हकीकत बन गए

kuchch lamhe the
kuchch sapne the
palko pe jab sajaye sapne the
kuchch yaad rahe kuchch bhool gaye

Yaadon ki parton mein
kuchch sapne bhi dhul gaye
woh sapne jab yaad aaye
toh palko ko bhi ehsaas hua
ki saathi the woh kuchch pal ke
kuchch saath rahe kuchch door gaye

kabhi aate hai wapas woh
lekin shiddat nahi unme ab
jo saath the woh haqueeqat bhi bane
sapno ko chune se ehsaas hua
ki saathi the woh kuchch pal ke
kuchch jaage se the kuchch so gaye

kuchch sapne hi rah gaye
kuchch haqueeqat ban gaye

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Time to switch off humanity?

I am an avid follower of this series called 'The Vampire Diaries' (ya, I know). In the show the protagonist, Elena,  is now a vampire and has switched off her humanity, cause she wants to stop feeling. Yes, that does make her an insensitive bitch. But she is indifferent to any emotions and goes around with her life.

Sometimes, I feel if its time for me to switch off that humanity as well. Yes of course I wont switch it off in entirety, but switch it off nonetheless. Its better to be indifferent to people and incidents around you I guess. Cause most of the times, they are not worth the emotions, of love, anger, hatred, frustration, hurt, whatever. Just go about your life, concentrate on whats closest to you. No point extending the circle of what you 'feel' to more than the home. 

My sensitivity is like the egg and the chicken story, i am not sure if I am sensitive because I am an artist or I am an artist because I am sensitive. But this sensitivity isn't helping. Especially in today's time. Better to turn off the humanity to guard yourself from after effects of 'feeling'. Indifference.

Monday, April 22, 2013

I try

I tried
They held back

I jumped
They dismissed

I dared
They ridiculed

I fought
They sneered

I still try
And they laugh

But one day i would smile
Not laugh, just smile

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Story of a Fallen Angel

He embraced her with all her wickedness. He loved her unconditionally. He gave her a name and a home. Her cunning games pierced through his heart, he still didn’t leave her side. Cause he knew, she would have no home, no name, no place to go.  He couldn’t live his lifetime, her evil play ate him in the end. She lives on, still plays her scheming games, still piercing through peoples’ hearts, she still lives on.