It's her

Where is the world where she has to be,
Where are the words they are waiting to be spoken about her,
Where is the belief she has faith in,
Where did she do wrong that became a sin,
Where is the forever that started with never,
Forever a smile she is made to be with,
Y is she wiping the tears she just did,
Why are the flashes of lightning burning her gardened slippers,
Why aren't the angels helping her out of the ripples....
She has not to be left alone
In the happy home alone,

Alms...

At last for the very moment
At least owe the alms n goodbyes,
For the sake of unaccountable tries
Make this moment leaving
happy alongwith the ending eternal feeling!!!
The immortality of the dreadful pain has to die away,
And the vengeance against the comfort has to be stabbed dead,
Must sleep with no regret to execute while crying for the very last time,
Under the pillow on the bed!!!
Our kind of breed has done it's time,
Must depart rather than running away from what was once called mine...

Silence echoing

Hear the silence that sounds louder than the heart beats,
Hear the whispers of the winds carrying the echoes from the fragile dreams,
They want you to know so do not let them go unheard...
Hear the rain drops hiding tear drops,
Hear the rhythmically dancing crops,
They want to be felt and realized...
Hear the silently echoing heartbeats of whispering dreams,
They want you to know so do not let go..

Letter to a farther!!!

Written are the words to remind you that we are still alive,
You left back three lives alive
And left days for us to strive
For the day we could hear back from you,
Me mum and my little sis misses u too,
And sometimes you might miss us too...
Mum went through a lot
Yet pain stops not
And yet she is the shield for us against the world u left us back in to rott...

For wherever you have been gone
Remember you left us alone,
Yet mum is doing fine
She has been our strength and still being divine,
She never speaks about you,
But dreams a doubt in her mind
That you still stand with her and keep  revealing  the paths she should find...
But she walk beside us
And still she sides us
And though we are alone
We don't feel like you are gone
never u let mum called abandoned and never we felt u r gone,
Coz we don't want your memories
But want shades of motherly trees
Which sets every vain to freeze
And melts every frozen moments of happiness we could have had with you...

But still we miss if the count altogether  could come four,
The two you and the two us more
Yet for the three of us an unbeatable  score....

Still we are doing fine against every suffering through time,
And still we sing happily through evry festive rhyme...
But u being gone away is a crime
Being u with us is always prime...
And still mum would dream for a day we all are together,
As if u being gone was never meant to be forever...

Love you...
Do come back if you may!!!

Mitti

Rok na paya khud ko
To kese rok lu har lamhe ginti k,
Jab maan na paya apni
To kisko manaau vinti krke...
Rakhkar khushi ko thokar par
Par fela kar udta raha,
Par kuch jhonkey ese the k
Mila dia is udaan ko mitti se
Mila dia vajood ko apne hi kasoor se
Mila dia ik khoye huae naasoor se...

Rakhta hu bhoot beetey lamhon k
Is dil k khandhar me,
Jalti hai chita mere vajood ki
Is mann k shamshaan mein...
Kese roku doobtey nirvaan ko
In aansuon bhre samundaron ki gehraion me khote huae,
Kese bujhau aag is shamshaan ki,
Kese roku khudko mitti se aankhein bhigote huae...

Being left alone

Reflection of silence gives away the essence,
For an unseen fear of an unknown presence
For the sleepless eyes dreams are no reality
Yet still are the angels n aliens from winters
Making me feel so differently
Shiver for the blame of being without a warm life...
Avoiding every breath i misbehave against being alive,
For the thirst against being me i swim through the waters of being burnt ,
And be left invincibly lifeless i live through the feeling of being left alone...

Under the feelings

Blooming were the feelings
And gods were under the burden of envy
When they saw an old man burning twigs alongwith happiness and vain,
Remembering times older than him,
Sipping froth of champagne from the bottle's brim,
Relaxing and remembering the time spent with his best friend tim
When they spent time following his darling kim,
The time when she didn't get flowers but wishes  from him,
When he wished kim being better half for him...
It was the time on his mind
When destiny was kind
And love was making him blind,
Kim was the very first divine  feeling he did find,
Was the best time through time to refine...
Made tim walk beside
Kept every other paradise aside
And made kim realize that his feelings for her
Could not be contained inside his heart's size...
That was the time when twigs were half past burnt,
And it was the time when kim got no flowers
But took his heart to her's,
And wrote a note to his life in a verse,
Quoting that "even after life our love will rehearse,
Will overcome every curse,
But now being you in my life
My life is becoming worse,
Had there been no heart longing for me,
I could have gone away with  a smile,
But now that you have loved me
I may shed tears thinking about you for a while"
And it was the first and the last time tim heard her voice....
The blindness for love was for real and was not by choice,
And for kim his face meant less than his voice,
Coz kim was living with a brain tumor,
tim was dying due to a rumour,
And life was enjoying the humor
Irony about itself (life)
Where healthy hearts were shattering in parts,
The old man's  memories were pinching like darts because
It was the time when Kim departs,
And left back tim's heart broken in parts....
Tim too died in vain,
could never know the reason why kim left him,
And tim's old friend the old man remembering everything was TIME,
Which was passing away with the flames of tim's  pyre,
And engulfed and ended the incomplete life of two hearts in fire...

Cyanide lover...

Took a long ago to gather the scattered me,
A long ago i was abandoned and got done away with guilt,
Got thrown out of the memories we built,
And the skies turned upside down as i got hung upside down
To throw out the dreams outside of  my head,
And deliver a halt to the memories at evry place we had our bed...
To the conscious to the drops of blood i bleed,
Yeah!!! To the cyanide that makes me dead,
I may stop their biotic presence ,
To the numbness to the life that makes an alive called mess,
to the cyanide darling to the cocaine thing,
I consider they might bring
An end to the unknown love to an unknown thing,
Bring To the closeness to the cocainly love thing...

Been left alone ...

Go away far away,
Drop down deeper than the deepest,
Loose oneself more than lost,
Never come back to the restless,
Forever be gone
And leave behind the tears all alone...
Grown by tears are the trees and flowers,
Thirsty dreams do drench wet under these showers
Yet heart climbs the high towers,
Looking for the ways to mend the days
The rest of the remaining beats it has to do...
Never be gone
Never leave behind the alone
Never be known as all gone...
But never is never
As endless vain is forever
As the rain soaks the thirsty dreams forever
As be gone you have
And been left alone i am...

Faster life...chosen to come true

Coming the covering words over the shivering lips,
And if u try to understand the downfall of dreams,
Steady will go pain with tears disguising rain...
Only within the heart lies a frozen dream in time,
Once so much alive through this faster life...
Silence could be heard within these trembling lips,
Left for so much to say and alms to pay,
Yet through this faster life
Dreams were chosen to come true,
In them one me one you
Wouldn't be numerically summed two,
Coz our dreams were the same,
Sober without fame,
Making us as complete as one...
But alongwith the time we couldn't run,
Leaving behind this faster life,
We had to turn our back to us,
To the dreams to the each one we dreamt...

She is...

She is a petal of a flower,
A vibrating metal of a guitar,
Never too far
But as she leaves us alone,
Always smiling in our hearts that weep
Will always be remembered as a bookmark in the lives we keep,
Inside the book that has a meaning too deep,
Among the strums of guitar and inside the tears we weep...
She was an angel if she were decorated as a bride,
She Could have been a layman's pride,
A binding force against a destructive device...
She was a daughter for a smiling mother,
She could have been a defending angel for a brother so wise,
She didn't gave back tears but smiling treats,
But as she retreats
We can't give away the fears of being left back alone
And smiling with that heavenly face nomore,
U are no more in front of these eyes,
But every daughter sister and mother is a disguise
That would remind us of u,
Every her's eyes would show us that u miss us too!!!

R.I.P. my angel... ='(

U MAY LIVE IN PARADISE

Weaker world

Every blessing begins with an end to a long awaited chance,
Every kissing scene is an end to a long awaited romance,
My share of curses is in every belief,
Every pain is the proof of an existing relief
And every happiness is the proof of grief...
Every new feeling has to die old with every moment passing by,
Every cloud is the new generation to the oldest sky,
Every weaker world has to die-
Proving an end to the fragile life,
Only justifying a lie throughout it's breathing time,
Only one's heart knows that life is a lie,
There's no meaning of Me or Mine,
One day this weaker world will let go of you,
And that's the day every proof about being alive will die,
U will be forgotten and be given nothing but a gudbye...