Burn

Burn

 Sky, Alas, is now dusty gray

Whom now to play a prey

No fancy clouds to ornate

Time bemoans to hibernate

Let my angst be asleep

A deep slumber to keep

Till a Magpie soars to a height

To kiss the nape of Sun's twilight

And, hitherto, I shall return

Again to burn, Again to burn!

Liquefy Me

Liquefy Me

Take me not a meal

Call me not, O’ hot

Make me water

Lucid essence of life

Being a starter, for you

Ask them who do

Main course flipping every time

You sit in your dine

Is neither my choice

Nor do I find it fine

Prefer not to be a dessert

Dig your sweet tooth

If you know, somewhere else

Let not hunger ride your mind

Hold my heart gently, be kind

If my skin smells of some delight

Or, your hormones ought me to be

Cease your thoughts of feasting on me

Take me not a meal, call me not, O’ hot

Be thirsty to drink what my wings have got!

Masroofiyat

Masroofiyat

~Jawab ke muntazir yun na raha kijiye

Ishq yahan be panah hai, aur aashiq bhi..

Na roshan kijiye ab apne dil ki dar-o-galiyon ko

Siyah-rah chalte mil jata hai chiraag-e-husn bhi..

Bewajah ki uljhanen abaadi badhati hai yahan toh

Warna sayen sayen karti hai mukhtalif si saans bhi..

Gosha nasheen si hai ab yeh masroof zindagi meri

Sunsaan hai raahen sajdon ke darmiyan kabhi kabhi..~

Tanha Sa

Tanha Sa

Apne khwaabon ka rukh kuch toh modiye,

Koi toh sira mere bhujte naseeb se jodiye..

Ki pighalti shama bhi kitni behtar hai,

Usko roshan hue chilman ki nazar muyassir hai..

Dhalta din nashtar yun chubhota hai,

Ki apne mehboob ke aagosh main jakr woh sota hai..

Par ab tadap kabeel-e- bardasht lagne lagi,

Ki inteha-e-intezaar ko bohot umar ho chali..

Fir bhi apka yun akele sona badastoor khalta hai,

Dil aaj bhi khaali bistar par bache sa machalta hai..

Main bhi wahin aap ke paas ba’araam so jata,

Koi toh kona qabr ka apne khaali rakha hota!

She Only Laughs

She Only Laughs

‘Come again’

She said it through a wincing pain

‘A few things never stay’

Words elbowed to make their way

‘And what would they be in my case’

Spitting her annoyance on his face

‘Call for your patience, it’s time now’

And she shrieks, ‘Wow’

‘Love is not being selfish’

‘And, you’re done with this dish?’

‘Life moves on, and so you should, too’

‘You found a new girl to woo?’

‘Oh, c'mon, don’t be a bitch’

‘And, what about ditch and switch?’

‘I was a fool to love you!’

‘I loved you, and still do’

‘I don’t care’

‘Cause, you fear’

‘Fear of?’

She only laughs

And His fear echoes in her last tear!

My Words Would Live

My Words Would Live

Like a day is wasted,

If not in your arms

A life never lived, if

A breath lingering to your smell

Your eyes, entrancing my sight

A touch of your gentle ways

Your voice ringing into my ears

Is stolen, snatched or taken

I'd be blind to the colors

Would never smell the tulips

Numb should be my new touch

No voice, but my name called by you

You or nothing would define my life

Till Someday,

When the pale pages of my diary

And that bronze pen in my hand

Would conjure the dead-art of

Atonement and resurrection

To let my words live, and

Breathe my forsaken heart!

A Journey Together

A Journey Together

If a star is your desire

I would choose the farthest one

For holding your hand and

Having you so near

Till the time it takes us to reach there

Losing your sight,

That forever chasing of the light

Missing your coyly parting lips

And slipping off your entwined fingers

Never finding the warmth of your chest

That nightmare of yearning for your touch

For that moment of journey together,

Would no longer be my fear!

Taboo-Hater

~ Taboo-Hater ~

If … love is a taboo,

Let’s do it … once more

You’re eccentric, I’m wacky —

Why not fall in love, again?

Rebellion if we’re,

Let’s break the sugary norms

River does have no course

Meandering on its own

Let their sweet values be the sand

Rubbing its tautness on the shore

For water fears none

Be it sand or stone …

Serene lone we’re … not just … alone

Thus, If you’re told to stay away

Then, let me enlighten your way

Deep, such deep, into my soul …

Being together, if, is our fate —

Let’s play it — not fair — but foul!

Precious All :)

On August 2^nd, my baby was asked by his teacher, to bring this friendship band to school, so that they can celebrate the day together, but what he actually did was a bit devilish. He came back home wearing a friendship band, which he’d snatch from a girl, while the one we bought for him to tie on his friend’s wrist, rested safely in his pencil box.

I’ve been reminiscing the way we used to have fun on this day, and to tell you the truth, it was a matter of honor to get the highest number of friendship band, the same way like it was to get the highest number of red roses on the Valentine’s day (let me share a little secret with you, I got none-the red rose, and always wished some curse to befall on the idiot boys of my class, for now when I collar-handled them, they gave the excuse of being afraid of me).

Anyway, coming back to this friendship day, being a pearl smith, I had and have a very few wonderful-lest(they gonna kill me) friends, so you know.

Now, when my baby celebrated friendship day in his school, I thought it to be very childish to wish any of my friends, and wouldn’t have, if those beautiful messages from my all-the-more-beautiful-hearted friends didn’t have blinked on my cell phone.

So, keeping aside my grown-up self, and making use of this gorgeous day, because no other day can serve the purpose more appropriately than this one, to acknowledge the treasured presence of you, my friends, I wish you a Happy Friendship day.

Thanking you, who have been with me ever since I carried Milton water bottle to school and ate from your lunch boxes (though you never wanted to share, cunning-miser-you), let me say it once more, that you’re loved, now and always. Also to those, whom I’ve newly acquired as friends on Facebook and Blogger, though we’ve never met but you’d help and guided me to develop as a writer, thanks to you all.

Happy Friendship day to all my subscribers, however less in number, you make me feel special, and to those beautiful souls who found my page, A Letter To You, worth liking, and my writings, worth reading.

Thank you all. You’re precious, and your presence in my life makes it even more beautiful. Happy Friendship Day!

PS- Grammar Nazis, Peace… please, disregard any grammatical error, if committed. It’s already 2:30 A.M, and I’m damn sleepy to type correctly, moreover edit. Focus on my intentions rather than on mistakes.

PPS- Thank you, again, for reading this long boring post. Hence, I say, You’re my friend :P

PPS- I’m sending this friendship band, all the way from my baby’s pencil box, which he salvaged somehow, for his play, to your busy walls…Baant lo aur khush ho jao :D

Sad Songs

Sweetest songs

Sung by heavens

Are born to sad parents

Whom mirth has denounced

And are fostered by gloom

They nurture on their fear,

Drinking their warm tears

Stranger becomes the light

With hope and smile, in arms

Alas! But she fails to sear, and

Carrying away her children

She knocks on another door

And those dark closed songs

Flowing from the charming tongue

Of demons and beautiful angels

Lull your fleeting joy

To stir your deepest thought

And skim your darkest past

Brushing away the laded dust

They touch the soreness

Of your heart!