Like Chocolate

 Just like the chocolate

That tastes more poignant

When it's warm

Instead of when it's cold

Are our words more significant

When they're warm and compassionate

But, just like the chocolate

As it's better for you 

The darker and less sweetened that it is;

Our words are of benefit

When they're less processed into sweetness

And more natural and true.

Kitty Cat

Mama dropped me at this place

And dubbed it my 'New Home'

I can almost smell from a mile away

It's inhabited by some gnome

Mushrooms, peas and potatoes

Every single kind of bean

The smell is almost stupefying

Kill me with your cuisine!

My Royal Highness, Lady Sophie

How cheaply was I escorted

No red carpet, no hearty feast

No crown on my head

To your surprise, to my demise

This wasn't the worst of news

There isn't just one dwarf in here

They're, instead, in multitudes

They fight, they snatch from each other

They even hit and run

My Lord, they are utterly savage

Are they miniatures of a human?

"Kitty, Kitty, Kitty", they say

My little neck they tickle

"Devil, Devil, Devil", I purr

Your finger, I'd love to nibble!

I, the one, who slurped pure milk 

With turkey and poached tunas

Is sitting here, around the corner

Gulping down packaged Whiskas

A Grief

For those of us who take the dart to the heart with a smile

There's no one who gets to see our melting points

They shut their eyes just like we veil our cries

And everyone pretends nothing's out of order.

In all this pretense of

N o r m a l i s a t i o n

Somewhere inside us

the pieces keep shattering down

While people keep coming around

Giving a little extra pain to shove down.

Pointless arguments

same merciless tones

There's not an inch of empathy

not even a little humanity.

How would have I known

Some grieves are for you to bear alone

Maybe it's not even a legit grief

when you lose someone that only you have known.

With piercing agony

inside our beings

we flash smiles like it's a good holiday

while all we go through is another agonizing day

Shattered souls and aching bodies

Broken hearts with unwritten stories

No proper theme,

not title to give;

what have I just been through?

how could this be so much,

and yet be so 'nothing'?

How could an event,

an interval of life,

longer than 10 weeks

be recorded shorter than a heartbeat?

How can something be forgotten before its even over? 

A loss remains a loss

whether acknowledged or not.

The pain remains intact

despite all the varnish.

And a place in the heart forever remains

Occupied by the same inhabitant.

And time and again

the specks of grief 

shine through the eyes again.

I am grateful you dropped by, even if it was just for a moment...

I don't even know if you're counted; but in my heart, you're permanent.

You both remain loved and unforgotten - within my existence.

Memories...

Memories are treasured in hearts n souls
Of friends n people who possess eminent roles
In life; n of people who endeavor their very best
To convert the weary heart into a heart of zest
Their love, their care, their help n support
Every praise, every blame upsurges the rapport
These allies, these friends, although, miles apart
Till the farewell breath, reside in the heart...

My Lost Poet

The weaver of stories
The twister of words
Where within me is she?
Where is she lost?

Creativity, it's where?
Where is my flair?
Those sentimental words
Those phrases of care

My dagger-like anger
My grief, a killer
Where is that me in me?
Where is that thriller?

Everything, it's lost
Not a bit strung along
My words fail me
All's gone, so long

My poetry, so plain
My words, so bland
My heart, it's mute
My thoughts, they're blank

Without you, I'm bare
With you, I'm alive
I seek you within me
In you, let me dive

So when is your comeback
Oh poet-girl of me?
When will you return
Belong once again to me...?

Ye Silsilay...

Kabhi hans liye, kabhi ro diye,
Kabhi lar paray, phir jaa milay
Ajab hai apni dastan-e-wafa
Baray munfarid hain ye silsilay

Mein lakh khud se kehti rahun
Nahin khair se ab rahi fikr mujhay
Tu rooth ja, mujhe chor ja
Juda tujhse huay mere rastay

Perr yadein meri, betien mere
Tujhi se wabastah rahay
Na yahan rang bache, na koi khushi
Jo barh gae hum men faaslay

Men kahun to kya, samjhaun to kya
Men haar chuki apnay hoslay
Tu mujhse alag, to men khud se juda
Na yun tanha chorr ker jaa mujhay...

Lonely Horizons

Either I deceive myself and pretend it's okay,
Or shrug off my egoistical silence for you to stay.
Either you halt your sneaky melodramatic tales,
Or let the storm at sea, sweep this friendship away!
It's like an obscure battle amongst two warriors
It's like a jumbled dialogue between elite performers;
You dampen my spirits when I caress your heart,
I snub you devotion when you embrace my soul.
Strayed travelers we were, before clasping the palms
Astray we go again, since our battles have begun.
Deserted my island was, lonely were my seasons
Oh welcome, Sweet Solitude! Re-occupy your horizons!

Haze

Some fresh emotions
Some vanished sentiments
Everyday, connected to yesterday
And yet unaware of the past day
Vast emptiness, silent chambers
In the world of my empty thoughts
Where is what I felt the previous day?
Where is my fear, my grief?
Why am I happy today?
And if I'm meant to be cheerful
Why melancholy existed yesterday?

Am I too full, or am I bare?
Am I important, or just a spare?
Privately endeavouring to be someone
unknown, but well-known just to The One
Am I accepted, or rejected?
Is my philosophy real?
Have I yet started the preparation
Or am I still miles away from the reception?
Do I think right, or do I even think?
Am I involved in the fight
Or am I lost in the blink of an eye?
Do i exist anywhere...in this nowhere?
Will I be lead to the 'final somewhere'?
And when the hour arrives
(As it is said and meant to be)
Will I feel a rush? or will I be numb?
Will I be running to save someone?
Or will I just render my everything
To One and Eternal YOU?
Or would You give me the power
To do the random somethings?
Is my mind clear and ready?
Or am I strayed in the midst of thoughts?
Am I guided...or am I off-track?
Am I there where You're watching?
Or is my soul just a dark, unwanted spot
In this vast valley of Yours?
Do I exist in Your battle? 
Somewhere, perhaps just in the corner?
Or am I too weak for survival?
And too disgraceful for the honour?
Will I end up as Yours?
Or will be thrown with cult
That I abhorred all along
Because I loved You, and it wasn't a fault
But I never praised, I never thanked
I never realized, how much I cared
Did I even care, or was it just a haze?
I'm deviated, lost, belonging nowhere!
Guide me, where is Your light?
Don't show the path, just drag me!
I want to be there, although I ain't worthy
I'm useless, but You can take me in your hood
You can make me someone, anyone You want
I can be somewhere there, just if You want.

Do you miss me too?

Whenever I miss you
Do you miss me too?
Do you recall our past
And dream for future too?

Are you sitting in your room
Looking at the screen;
Reading into past,
Silencing your scream?

Wishing I was there
Right beside your shoulder
The way I am hoping
While inking down this paper

Do you too grab your phone
Wishing it was me?
The way I wait for you,
Do you too do it for me?

And do you do the same
As I do with us;
Wishing we would converse
Yet never express?

Do you weave fantasies
Secret to the world?
Do you weep in your heart
And smile towards the world?

Are you holding on to silenced hope
Thought there aren't any reasons?
Are you too wishing for 'US'
And dreaming of happy seasons?

Are you thinking of me now
And carving down a memory
Are you too typing down your wishes
In your secret e-diary...?

Fruits

Yellow fruits, Red fruits;
Fruits of all colours.
Sweet fruits, Sour fruits;
Fruits of all flavours.

Some are stout, some slim;
All of them unique.
Good for bones, good for skin;
All for good physique.

Peel'em off, cut'em down;
Eat them as you wish.
Mix'em up, chop'em down
Make your favourite dish.

Mono-flavoured, multi-flavoured;
Have juices of your choice.
Either cocktail or milk-shake,
All fruit drinks are nice.

Play some games, walk a mile,
Keep yourself active.
Study well, talk a while
Be most attractive.

Do whatever, the way you want
But remember one thing!
Fruits are very important,
For a happy n healthy living!

Dreams

I drift to sleep every night praying for a miracle, 

I wake up every morn hoping for a marvel; 

Will the change ever come? Will the miracle ever happen...? 

Will the darkness ever fade? Will the stars ever glisten...?

Counting my Blessings

God never made anyone as lucky as me.

 I start to count His blessings...and as soon as I reach SEVEN...i feel overwhelmed with joy...for if He had only blessed me with these seven assets in my life, it would have been enough of His blessings.

But He never stopped...though I never thanked Him enough..

This Game

Life is like Sonic game....you keep running all your life, crushing obstacles, jumping high to fulfill the needs and gather simple joys, fighting/ignoring enemies, finding your way out of mysteries....just to make it till the end. 

Sometimes you have Sez stcking by ur side...but even Sez cant be there all along, there have to be some lone times. No matter what, until u survive...the game still goes on....

Like Stars...

It takes a lot of time for a newborn star's brightness to reach the earth, but the light sure touches the surface some day....
No matter how much the distance be, no matter how long it takes to reach, and no matter how little the star's brightness be in the universe...but it still IS!!

And when we count the stars, we count them all.

And make a little extra effort to notice the not-so-bright ones.

Lessons Learnt

I've learnt three things from my life that Im sure of:

1) Nothing lasts forever.
2) No matter what, life goes on.
3) Life's fair; God knows. And you're too naive if you disagree.

Fly Ahead

Look at the horizon, spread your wings.....and FLY! No matter where you reach, you'll surely be ahead of where you are right now...!

Unasnwered

Sometimes we don't even know if we're answerable to life's questions or is life answerable to our questions; or are those questions just meant to stay intact...untouched, undisturbed, unanswered...

Human Perception

We human beings are too naive to acknowledge all the emotions & situations; we only comprehend what HE opens our senses to...& we never even know whether our lives r on peaks or in pits.We only feel what He makes or lets us feel...& that's never the limit, never the answer!

Don't you sometimes wish you could reach your hand out of the li'l box and grasp a share of something so far away...something you can catch the glimpse of, but never touch...?

Mazeed 2-liners

Ehsaasat ki afwaaj, lafzon ke hathyaar rakhtay hain
Baray zaalim hain ye shaayar, jeetay ji maar daitay hain...

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Ae kaash in mehektay lafzon ke hujoom men
Koi aisa bhi shair ho jo haal-e dil bayaan ker day...


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Har rooh ki gehraai mein basti hai tanhaai
Us tanhaai me rachti hai Khuda ki Khudaai


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Apnay wajood se judaa ker ke mein khud ko agar dekhun
To wo shakhs hun jisay dushman se bhi baeed tar rakhun

Namumkinaat

Rooh pe jajti be-basi, ye buzdili, shikast-kadah ek zindagi
Us pe bheegi palkon ke khuab aur kuch khuahishen qalb-e veeran ki
Har pal pukaarti majbooriyan, past bulandiyan, buland pastiyan
Kahan se dhoond k laun mein...dil-e-moom, hosla-e-lashkari