कोई तुमसे पूछे कौन हूँ मैं

कोई तुमसे पूछे कौन हूँ मैं ,
तुम कह देना कोई ख़ास नहीं .

एक दोस्त है कच्चा पक्का सा ,
एक झूठ है आधा सच्चा सा .
जज़्बात को ढके एक पर्दा बस ,
एक बहाना है अच्छा अच्छा सा .

जीवन का एक ऐसा साथी है ,
जो दूर हो के पास नहीं .
कोई तुमसे पूछे कौन हूँ मैं ,
तुम कह देना कोई ख़ास नहीं .

हवा का एक सुहाना झोंका है ,
कभी नाज़ुक तो कभी तुफानो सा .
शक्ल देख कर जो नज़रें झुका ले ,
कभी अपना तो कभी बेगानों सा .

जिंदगी का एक ऐसा हमसफ़र ,
जो समंदर है , पर दिल को प्यास नहीं .
कोई तुमसे पूछे कौन हूँ मैं ,
तुम कह देना कोई ख़ास नहीं .

एक साथी जो अनकही कुछ बातें कह जाता है ,
यादों में जिसका एक धुंधला चेहरा रह जाता है .
यूँ तो उसके न होने का कुछ गम नहीं ,
पर कभी - कभी आँखों से आंसू बन के बह जाता है .

यूँ रहता तो मेरे तसव्वुर में है ,
पर इन आँखों को उसकी तलाश नहीं .
कोई तुमसे पूछे कौन हूँ मैं ,
तुम कह देना कोई ख़ास नहीं

The Sand Dunes

In this land of dunes, I know I'm all alone,
Searching for life, craving for help.
Miracle, it will be,
If I do find some life.
For this is the land of dunes,
An unknown place for life.


The winds, they kiss my lips, the sun,
He beats me hard.
The dunes, they snicker at me, the dunes,
They are for me to climb.
This is my only hope, this is the only way:-
To defeat the mighty dunes, to reach the very top.

My limbs are weak and frail,
My strength, it is giving away; but i can't,
Stop for now, I fear,
I may never move again.
I battle it through the day, I climb,
A thousand dunes; a thousand dreams.

With every dune I climb, comes,
A hope, to find some life;
But with every top i reach, comes,
A shattered hope of mine.
But still to next of dunes, i move, to win,
The unseen foe; to hug the slippery life.

As my strength falls to nil, i make,
My last of climbs; my last dune; my last hope.
As I crawl up to the top, I see a stunning sight,
On the other side I see, a greener sign of life.
Maybe it is a dream,
Maybe it is the heaven,
But No. Oh no! It is,
The Oasis of my life!!!!

The Corpse Bride

Why don’t u look into my eyes,
Two shattered windows to a solitary soul;
Memories and nightmares sleeping in them.
Searching for u among the blossomed flowers
The weeping candles adorn my distant celebrations
A gathering of silence rejoices my forgotten essence.

I have been waiting for a thousand years, since that day,
In darkest end of our aisle with my jaded diamonds
Numb Fingers embracing a thorny dead rose bouquet
My virgin satin laces holding my perished flesh together.
Lonely eyes soaked in dewy love, anticipating sweet vows.
A putrid veil awaits your kiss for my parched lips.

Love, I have stood silently through intermittent ceremonies.
Frozen inside with a worn fantasy- Our beautiful wedding.
My gloves tremble when I cross my fingers behind the crowd
I got a bullet for a ring, a grave for an altar and tears for wishes.
A bloodied gown stained with eulogies whines in the moonlight...
Yet I bear this death with an undying hope to live happily ever after.