Tuesday, March 25, 2008

A drink of of love

Its a long time since i have written long mushy potraits of affection.
Quite a cause of concern for me. Imagine not being able to dream
of black locks and misty eyes and the crashing, cajoling waves.
I guess reality is finally begining to tighten his grasp on my life
and I dont like it one bit. Its been such a wonderfully colourful life.
Love and lost and then ofcousre the wait for eternal love to finally
knock on the door. Its that door which is being hidden behind t
he mould of the crass going ons of today.
The day to day struggles are killing my adventures
of tommorrow and I cannot see any way of saving my mystic forever.
Maybe a glimse, a touch , a scent and the breathless emotion will
come gushing like the torrid meander fighting,
over powering flooding each and every part of my living existence.
Then I shall lay totally drowned and intoxictaed drunk
on the excesses of love. Do I have the strength to battle this gigantic wave.
Maybe no but then the greed to experience unconditional bliss is a demon difficult to control.
As the absolutely irresistible Hrithik Roshan proclaimed
Where love exists is heaven when loves leaves its hell.

Thursday, March 20, 2008

KUCH




Do boondh asman,
aur kuch katra hawa,
saans leni ki arzoo,
jeene ka khabon ka carvan,
waqt ke alahad paron ke nishan,
sapno ki chamchamati nagri,
rone ki chah,
hasne ka hosla,
astitva ka maya jaal,
satya ki roshni,
rubab ka andha chasma,
kuch pal ki muskurahat,
aja hath milan mein hu pyar.