Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Sweet!

Aag suraj mein hoti hai
Jalna zameen ko padta hai


Mohabbath nigahe karti hai
Tadapna dil ko padta hai.

(heard in a movie and smiled)

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Me Judge not :)

Ek yaad kagaz ki khawab ki
Ek awaaz patton ki saans ki
Ek khat phulon ki raaz thi
Ek qwaish baki hai
.....ab milon ke raaste ki

Buss inn chaar batoin mein
Ek kashish guzara karta hai
Kabhi pyar se gale laga liya tho
Kabhi berukhi se anjanaa kar diya!


My poetic bone is unusually active oflate. When there is so much to say....

atteri kya baath hai....mein ithni romanchak hoon kya baath hai...

Monday, September 12, 2011

Aien..wyein




Iss tarah aapko yaad kiya karthein hain

Ke ghairon ko aapke naam se pukara karthin hain....

Sent from my iPhone


On a sleepless early morning, at 4.30am, in my cloud of thoughts, i composed this....
with the fear that i'll forget by the time i'll actually get up, i emailed myself these lines.
Sometimes i surprise myself for the extents i go to not forget something, stupid me!
I want to build on this...hopefully something else will come to me on another sleepless morning. Until then my lovelies kick off your morning with this oldie song, that guys groovy dance moves is quite adorable!



Wednesday, August 03, 2011

Mo

A dear friend of dad's Mohan prasad uncle is no more, a severe loss for the literary world. A well known, highly acknowledged poet. I remember visiting uncles home on my way back from my drawing class in summer holidays when dad was stationed there. Uncle always in white, with cigarette in his hand and their open home next to a rocky mountain in vijayawada. He use to say "paininchi okka rai kuda padindante, mana kuteeram sangatulu inka anthay"..... he'd have a small garden in that patch where the possibility of any rock falling was eminent. I'd look up and wonder...

His daughter, mamta akka went on to win debates at national level and was sent to Germany. Sujata anuty is quite a simpleton. I'll always remember you fondly uncle, i promise to visit aunty the next time i'm there.


Friday, September 17, 2010

Take me home...

We have walked,
in the fog of the dusk...

We have spoken,
in the darkest of the hour...

We have lent each other shoulders,
when our eyes escaped..

We've breathed in our souls,
when enraged...

Yet...

I'm the one you'll never see...
i'm the one who lives within...

I'm the faith you have in yourself
i'm the love you feel for yourself

And the next time...
when you and i walk

there'll be only one shadow in the light of the moon.

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Vain hopes....hopeful dreams....

(isnt my title a total oxymoron)

Kal kuch aisa tha...

mein aur meri thanhayi takkrathe gaye....

you know how when the world feels like it's conspiring against you, everything is in its place, but just something isnt just right, just not right enough, like the world is not aligned, like something is angry with/ at you....the pain in ur neck just keeps shooting as reminder to urge yourself to find out what it is...is it me, is it you, is it the life, is it the ....it's just is.

The illusion comes and goes, starts slowly to fade away, you want to hang on to it, it bids adieu, it rushes back, it grabs and yet uncoils away, its nothing you can run away from, but everything you want to get back to.

For all the dreams, trials, tribulations, smiles, tears, sadness and sweetness....i need you, the "just not rightness" keeps me going, keeps us all going....wanting to find it. When you do find it, the rest is bliss, the rest is a curse, the rest is love, the rest is what you want it to be, you wished and cant beleive its there...

Ek pal aapke saath,
Ek umre hamarey saath...

ek ehsaas appke saath,
ek khaaq hamarey saath...

ek umeed aapke saath,
ek hasrath humarey saath...

ek hal aapke saath,
ek takleef hamarey saath...

ek raasta aapke saath,
ek kona hamarey saath...

ek salaam aapke saath,
ek ruksat hamarey saath...

Taran's unruly behaviour got the worst of me today, i pulled over and gave him my piece of mind, he cried, i put the volume up on the radio, he fell asleep...we both drove back home. Sorry bacchey, but i will not accept your "attitude"! Dont try it with me...ok, good so we are even then. I know we'll get there one day, until then we just have to deal with eachother.

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