अश्कों की सौग़ात

उम्मीदों का कत्ले-आम ,
मुहब्बत का जनाज़ा ,
दर्द का पैग़ाम ,
बेशक़ीमती तोहफ़ों की यह खान  … 

अश्कों की सौग़ात ,
दे गये वो अल्फ़ाज़ ,
जिनसे हमारी धड़कन ,
कभी मिलाती थी साज़  … 

Castle in the Air

It lifts you up,
But only momentarily.
Thought and action goes in,
To complete it in entirety.

Then comes the question of testimony,
And, it again, fails the test of reality.

Sad is not that it crumbles down,
Neither that it crushes my heart along.
Sad is that,
You yourself knock it down,
In your wish of dancing around.

What makes it lamentable is,
You ask me to build it anew,
Just to crash it once again.

I create it, without refrain,
In spite of knowing,
Not for long, its gonna be there.
After all, its just,
A castle in the air.

  

Mirage

Its all intertwined;
Who knows at which point,
The thread would shine.

Happiness and sadness,
Hope and despair,
Love and hatred;
Are just the extremes,
On the same continuum.

While we strive to inch,
Towards one end;
Reality strikes in between,
And the thread is bent.

Perfect bliss,
Pure love,
Unconditional hope;
Is all a mirage,
In the desert of life.

Yearning for a Lighthouse

Rowing across the rough sea;
Wandering are ships,
Up and down the stream.
Not knowing where,
The current is leading;
Towards the destination,
Or away from it.

Engulfed in the blue,
With no other
Color to be seen;
Longing they are,
To see the land
And the green.

Yearning for a lighthouse,
That shows direction
To the navigating ships.
Hankering for a calm,
That softens the rough waves,
And smoothens the rocky trips.

Moving on,
In the pursuit
Of embracing the shore,
Even with
The darkness galore.

With a strong belief,
That You are there,
To rescue them
From what's not fair.