• English Poetry

    Ode to a Sibling

    Is there a burial ground for a heartache? A deep distant corner to bury your feelings Of the sort that were suppressed Emotions left unexpressed The ache of a playmate lost The agony of a companion gone The hand that helped me walk The one who shaped the way I write and talk Never to come back again ..you're gone without a trace Every time I've thought of you I've held back Stopped myself from wondering How it would have been had you been around How you'd have felt In my moments of joy and those when I was in pain Years have passed yet the hurt remains The unsaid…

  • Hindi Poetry | कविताएँ

    साया

    लिखने की चाहत तो बहुत है जाने क्यों कलम साथ नहीं जज़्बात सियाही से लिखे लफ़्ज़ नहीं मेरे बेलगाम बहते अश्क़ बयां कर रहें हैं अभी तो बैठे थे फ़िलहाल ही लगता है पलट गयी दुनिया कैसे ये मालूम नहीं जाने वाले की आहट भी सुनी नहीं सर पे से अचानक साया हठ गया है वो जो ज़ुबान पे आ के लौट गयी वो बातें बाक़ी है अब कहने का मौक़ा कभी मिलेगा नहीं हाय वक़्त रहते क्यों कहा नहीं कुछ दिन से ये सोच सताती है अल्फ़ाज़ बुनता हूँ मगर उधड़ जाते हैं ख़यालों जितना उन में वज़न नहीं डर भी है ये विरासत कहीं खोए नहीं मगर यक़ीन-ए-पासबाँ…

  • English Poetry

    Since You’ve Been Gone

    Since you’ve been gone Been trying each day To find the strength Pick up the pieces And somehow move on Days run into days Years into years Time has tried to be a friend But the heartache won’t mend There’s no easy way I look around I see the world I’ve built The life I live There’s an emptiness Despite the happiness I found Maybe it’s not going to change The way I feel Guess it’s meant to be The emptiness is you driving me It’s destiny even if it’s strange Since you’ve been gone Keep trying each day To make you my strength Make meaning of these pieces Put…

  • English Poetry

    The Value of One

    Someone very dear became a statistic For the world a number got added to a count What the number had added to our lives Could never possibly be expressed and quantified The value of one is just so misrepresented Never fully understood till a life has ended What has perhaps been unleashed upon humanity Is an irrefutable, irreparable, surely irreverent curse One where a loved one who’s sick cannot be tended to Left with a gut wrenching feeling of sheer helplessness No conversations, no get well soon s, no visiting hours No pallbearers, no reassuring hugs, no shoulder to cry on The wise shall always say that this too shall…

  • English Poetry

    Remember

    Remember the time when we were WE Remember when would be together and could just BE Times when doing nothing together meant EVERYTHING Times when arguing was just a way of TALKING Remember saying what we meant and meaning what we SAID Remember never wishing for a lifetime but always FOREVER Times when making out meant way more than LOVEMAKING Times when we gave it all but nothing was really worth TAKING Remember when we could hear every thought without SAYING Remember feeling the pain without anyone HURTING Times of living in the moment and every moment worth a MEMORY Times of breathing easy around each other and making it…

  • English Poetry

    Past Continuous

    It’s September again The great healer has ground on It’s passage though hasn’t erased pain Life meanwhile has been persistent and gone on But thoughts and questions they never cease The why and what if keep meshing new tales Indulging the heart, dancing the tease Memories coming to life in great detail Some things perhaps are just too good to be Breezy lives that leave happiness for your lifetime to last Angels passing by, meant for another world maybe Our present and future unfolding from their continuing past

  • Hindi Poetry | कविताएँ

    साया

    लिखने की चाहत तो बहुत है जाने क्यों कलम साथ नहीं जज़्बात सियाही से लिखे लफ़्ज़ नहीं मेरे बेलगाम बहते अश्क़ बयां कर रहें हैं अभी तो बैठे थे फ़िलहाल ही लगता है पलट गयी दुनिया कैसे ये मालूम नहीं जाने वाले की आहट भी सुनी नहीं सर पे से अचानक साया हठ गया है वो जो ज़ुबान पे आ के लौट गयी वो बातें बाक़ी है अब कहने का मौक़ा कभी मिलेगा नहीं हाय वक़्त रहते क्यों कहा नहीं कुछ दिन से ये सोच सताती है अल्फ़ाज़ बुनता हूँ मगर उधड़ जाते हैं ख़यालों जितना उन में वज़न नहीं डर भी है ये विरासत कहीं खोए नहीं मगर यक़ीन-ए-पासबाँ…