Filling The Voids

Its new year time, Ringing bells and chimes; Dispel all worries, Let's dance and dine. Thanking for all fortunes That came my way, Sorry for all Mistakes I made, Sweet and sour Memories it gave, 2013 was Unique in a way. Wishing for Better times ahead, Praying for More strength And less regret, Hoping to spread Joy around, In 2014 and The successors it crowns.

I went for a walk, And amazing it was; How wonders of nature, Left me totally startled. The complexity of a flower, The magical fragrance it showers. The current moving in a sparkling stream, Rejuvenating the life around its being. The soft green grass under my feet, That calms and soothens all my worries. Sunshine full of energy, That brings hope, And makes the birds chirpy, Infusing light in the dark canopy. Wonder of the sunset, The pale orange merging Into white and black; Paving way for the Serene beauty of the moon. The huge mountains, Skirting the valleys In between; Speaking the story, Of togetherness and unity. The tall dark woods, Raising their brows to Touch the sky; Though deep rooted in the ground, Speaking the story, Of humility and modesty. The vast blue sky, That gives shelter across; Speaking the story of, Love and care for all. Mesmerizing sight it was, Filling every breath of mine With reverence for the Divine; And here, I bow down In your worshi

ख्वाबों का कारवाँ लिये , हम चल पड़े … दौड़ते कूदते , फ़ासले लाँघते गये … डगमगाये भी हम , लड़खड़ाये भी हम , गिरते हुए करहाये भी हम , पर उठ कर फिर चल पड़े … ख्वाबों को मुक़म्मल करने , कुछ पाने की कशिश से खिंचे , हम फिर चल पड़े … सब्र टूटा , साथ छूटा , बहुत कुछ लुटा , पर अपने ख्वाबों को सीने से लगाये हम फिर चल पड़े … चाहे जो छीन लो मुझसे , मगर छीन न पाओगे , मेरे ख्वाब , मेरे सपने , ख़ुशनुमा यादों के वो लम्हे … हमसफ़र , हमनवाँ , मेरे ख्वाब और ख्वाबों का कारवाँ …

I sit at the window, Staring at the vast blue sky, Sipping my hot coffee, As the cold breeze blows by. The morning mist, Dew drops on the leaves, The fog and clouds, Creating a hazy shroud. The chill that runs Down the spine, And the shivering That makes you whine. Snow flakes Falling all around, Like metal balls Bombarding the ground. Campfires being lit, To get warmth and heat. But the question I ask is, Does it suffice? Does the campfire Really suffice? What about The cold hearts, The frozen blood, The pale faces Devoid of love? When would those melt, When would this cold end, When would winter fade away, Summer of love find its way, And spread the warmth of Care and affection In a gentle tender way.