Butterfly In Embryo

Butterfly In Embryo

Wearing butterfly-wings underneath my skin

I wish to fly, to soar high and touch the sky

With you holding my arms, being at my side

A push to let me fly, rebelling against my life

Push me off the crag; Let my wings quiver 'n tear

Wails piercing like howl of some night's vixen in daylights fear

Taste of air on my tongue would dance me away from my lair

Do keep hold of those ropes, for my wings are yet too fragile

Leaving their rainbow colors on fingers of those with grips so vile

Also not let cold poison of failure secretly steep into my thoughts

That I can never fly, and that soaring is much childishly sought

So, make me fly

Even if it's a lie

Propel me very high

But, keep me your nigh!

Lily 'n Brow

Lily 'n Brow

Mistress pouts her dead lily, too

And, ponder what to sacredly woo

Truth it'd faintly behold

Slave of treasures UNtold

On a parchment of unsung song

O' Mademoiselle! How slow they unfold

Miming your open arms yearning long

From dark 'n dim corners made of gold

Two rainbows of lust 'n love to ascend

Birthing from the ruby womb of your brow

Floating to your faded petals, it descend

Crawling underneath the skin, oh so cold!

And, swallowed to meet your pale crow

Surrogate tongue once you merrily sold

Oh! Look, what it'd fairly behold

Eaten bits of truth, flesh so bold

And, broken chewed bones so cold

Mold?

Not mold?

You squeeze ripened truth and your tongue mourn

Between white teeth and wailing lily, Juices sworn,

It still enfold—It still enfold

Alas! To be lamented, and told!

Zarra

Zarra

Hoon kisi beghar b'dar dhool ka p'hredaar 

Hazaar qatron ka bana hoon main yaar

Saanson main gir'ftaar  kari hai ek gehri Aah

Hoon main uska Hum-zubaan, Hum-nawa

Qaayenaat ko apne rag-rag main sama

Jhoomta ithlata main nayi rah hoon chala

'Gar ittefaq rakhna ho raha ho jo apko dushwaar

Mera maghroor wujood chubhta ho bar-bar

Paani ki kuch boonden palkhon main therayen

Phir unn ankhon ko qyaam't tak na jhapkayen

Ki zarra hoon, uthunga, udunga, phir basunga

Tab raat si syah ankhon main yun chubhunga

Tamam umar phir jo takleef m'hsoos kijiyega

Tab aap meri baadshah't manzoor kijiyega!

Adayen

Adayen

~Qaayal kartin hain mukhtalif si do hi adayen aapki,

Ek qatl karna, phir Janaaze ko kaandha dena apka..

Yun sharmate hue humse rubaroo hona  uss pahar,

Phir yakayak chilman ki aad main simat jaana apka..

Apni surmayi Ankhon se humare chehre ko chooma tha kabhi,

Aaj unhi masoom ankhon ka pathar sa sakht kar lena apka..

Jin hathon ki chuuan se seene ne sukoon paya tha ek roz,

Unhi haathon se humare seena par khanjar chalana apka..

Humari har pasand ke upar apni zidd ko rakhne wale,

Aaj qabr par humari pasand ka soz-e-peela gul rakhna apka..

Yaqeen maniye ek gham-numa dil liye leti hai qabr apne seene main,

Wajah? Hothonn pe muskurahat liye yun palat kar chale  jaana apka…~

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!