Say no more..

Say no more..
No, no.. I say,
Stop right there!
for, it's the pain the heart can no longer bear.

With those beautiful verses
sweet little words & quotes,
The heart beats harder & faster -
in pain & happiness, it loathes.

Say no more..
Get a hold, I say..
It hurts to see you this way;
like a mirror silently cracking away.

No, no..
Stay right there!
Stop running.. I say,
this soul-search is endless,leading nowhere.

Say no more..
For, I can see the flaws now;
In those wishes & wants,
only to draw oneself into pits that are hollow.

It seems unjust
to see such beautiful dream turn into reality;
For, life isn't so easy
to effortlessly let you be happy!

A bit far, a little further

With short and quick glances
I've seen you afar;
You remained unaware but,
were covered within my radar.

Sparks flying out haywire
while I sat amidst of  the whole crowd;
To look into those eyes and counteract
was a difficult task overfar!

Smiling across from the other end,
There you are; a bit far..
yet, always seemed within my reach
with few steps, a little further.
 
Had I known, that knowing you
would be so interesting, by far;
I'ld have made that effort long back..
and stepped ahead, a little further.

Her emotions & Nature's companionship

It was the dark clouds initially which caught Maithili’s attention; 

All of a sudden the atmosphere outside her balcony seemed to match exactly to what was running through within her heart & mind; a battle with so much at stake & yet to others, it was the silence she maintained. It soothed to see how Nature could express anger, dissatisfaction & sadness with all elements within her power - Clouds merging to gang up against the bright Sun, wind blowing giving a cold shudder & goosebumps; those betel nut & coconut tress swaying, while the old Banyan tress watching over while Nature threw tantrums, waiting patiently for her to calm down eventually. Mighty is she, that even human beings cannot ignore but wonder as to what must have caused such aggression & annoyance to bring down the wrath upon. Birds & animals call upon their young ones to huddle up & remain in their nests & shelters with a scary look in their eyes waiting for the unforgiven storm to gradually pass by; those human houses with roof of tin & thatch tried to keep their heads bowed low enough so as to save their hats being thrown off as punishment. Almost like those emotions gathering up from all corners of Maithili’s heart to shadow over mind & her senses. It was the least she could relate to & share her emotions & express companionship with Mother Nature, herself.

And then.. drop by drop, so it began drizzling. Maithili stood up slowly as if enchanted with the climate outside; with small steps initially, paced down through the stairs passing by the dark hall & doors which shut themselves fearing the engulfing wind. Her heart couldn’t take it anymore & was at the verge of explosion but could she cry out-loud? Shout out till the ears would have gone deaf, until her throat hurt & couldn’t make anymore sound! No, that’s not who she was, nor could she express the helplessness which had overcome & nailed her self-confidence so deeply. It was her naïve heart after all; childlike throwing tantrums & ignoring the counsel of wise mind & divine soul. She closed the doors behind her; with burning eyes & boiling tears which could no longer remain within those wide leaf shaped eyes; rolled down fiercely; merging with the thick drizzles.. which by then had taken the form of heavy rain. Her senses had all given up & felt nothing but numbness... With a distant & faded voice coming from inside the house - it was her mother calling her back, but was she to listen? With face up towards the Sky & asking Nature to see through her pain underneath that stoned silence, it all washed away.

Fireflies

There it goes..torching around;
Moving with a buzzing sound,
breaking the silence of night into the open maze
flies with a free soul, it has no bound;

In thousands they fly, live and survive -
Living life to the fullest, I suppose
Small thing it is... yet, strong to cast away darkness
glowing in it's tiny body, with energy to revive.

Reaching at every corner of darkness 
blinking on and off, decorating the lawn
into a garden of lighted flowers; beauty it is
to watch the countless torches.

Sitting at the porch, on those long summer nights
and those of winter beside a bonfire; sets the soul free.
Even the starred Sky must be watching over the Earth
illuminated with innumerous lamplights.

Yet again..

Yet again.. I stand here:
wondering at my own self
peeking at the corner-most of my emotions
to uproot, those which can revolt & emerge;

Yet again.. am being torn apart
between head & heart,
Seems like a never ending game of fate, I suppose
to make the path of life, rather an abstract.

I look back in time & the time ahead
being stood at this very moment,
can only wish to beat the time, itself
instead of acting like it's mere puppet!

With a cry out, and a laughter aloud
It's the mixed feelings, which I know not how to compress
For age seems to pile up experiences
Yet again.. battle-up, with no advices.

A price to pay

To imagine the sunrays falling upon my face
The silence of a peaceful morning
calm wind blowing through the window
and to realize the worth of living this life of onetime
It has certainly a price to pay.

Those tears of dear ones, a sense of helplessness
to fight back the emotions which remain held
so close to heart, tears apart with an unknown pain.
To let go of the most precious, the howling soul
has always got a price to pay.

I know who I am yet,
I know not who you are, and time seems an eternity
to complete an assessment of a lifetime;
I try to peek at my conscience, and smile
for there is always a price to pay.

How I wish, to capture all those beautiful memories -
moments of crying eyes with laughter
A genuine smile with a feel of being blessed
with an amazing gift - called 'life'
I certainly do have a price to pay.

A gaze upon you..

One look at you
& the Sky seems falling -
Everything seems to dissolve but you & your presence
makes it all count to feel alive!

A gaze upon you
and all those human senses seem to fade away
except for those eyes, neither tired & nor quenched
with every moment of stare, feels revive.

It takes a lot of effort to look into those eyes;
wonder how it feels to see own reflection in them:
Even mirror seems to loose it's significance
for soul searching has never been it's forte!

Ages would pass by & still one last gaze would be desired
to bring back the memory lane of love, beauty & the aura of music;
It is, to inhale the morning breeze of spring and feel nostalgic
reminding that gaze upon you..

Main toh akhir ek insaan

Zindagi mein liye gaye woh anginat faisley,

toh the apne hi.. Par, usme kuch tumhara bhi haath raha;

kasurwar kisi ko thehraya na jaye

parez hain kyunki un khushiyon ke palon ka, mujhe yeh ilm raha.

Beganey se aajkal kuch yun chale,

Dhoondti nazar, phir bhi sawar rahi; par, phir bhi bhatak raha?

Irada, nasihaton ki tauheen karna na tha

par, apne mann ki sunne ko, kuch tumhara bhi asar raha;

Yaad kar, aaj kuch yun muskuratey hain

Bewakufi thi ya bachpana, soch kuch mushkil sa lag raha:

Kismat, sangat, ya kahe waqt ka taqaza

Aaj mukam, kuch yun natijey pe gaur farma raha!

Zubaan pe lavz aate nahi zarurat ki

Itna samajhne ki koshish, kaash tumhara bhi raha hota

Par, dusre hi pal sochu.. Zindagi hain yeh, na kisi ka bas chale, na zor,

Jo na socha woh hua mukammal, aur mannatein gaye bekar!

Yun toh, na main banjaran aur na bani akifa ya abidah

galatiyon se seekh leti, girte, sambhalte – main toh akhir ek insaan.