• Hindi Poetry | कविताएँ

    ये जो है ज़िन्दगी…

    आजकल कुछ बदल सी गयी है ज़िन्दगी
     चलती तो है मगर कुछ थम सी गयी है ज़िन्दगी
     मानो मुट्ठी में सिमट ही गयी है ज़िन्दगी
     साढ़े पांच इंच के स्क्रीन में कट रही है ज़िन्दगी
    
     इंसानों से स्मार्ट फोनों में
     बढ़ती भीड़ के तन्हा  कोनों में
     लोगो की बंद ज़ुबानों में
     कच्चे या पक्के मकानों में
    
     बस अब अकेले मुस्कुराने का नाम है ज़िन्दगी
     संग हमसफ़र के एकाकी बीतने का नाम है ज़िन्दगी
     आजकल कुछ बदल सी गयी है ज़िन्दगी
     चलती तो है मगर कुछ थम सी गयी है ज़िन्दगी
    
     आजकल  बच्चे पड़ोस की घंटी नहीं बजाते
     गुस्सैल गुप्ता जी का शीशा फोड़ भाग नहीं जाते
     स्कूल बस के स्टॉप पे खड़ी मम्मियाँ आपस में नहीं बतियाते
     दफ्तर से लौट दिन भर की खबर मांगने वाले वो पापा नहीं आते
    
     अब फेसबुक पे लाइक और  चैट-ग्रुप में क्लैप करने का ढंग है ज़िन्दगी
     फुल एचडी विविड कलर में भी बेरंग हो चली है ज़िन्दगी
     आजकल कुछ बदल सी गयी है ज़िन्दगी
     चलती तो है मगर कुछ थम सी गयी है ज़िन्दगी
  • English Poetry

    Walk With Me

    Long walks on moonlit nights
     Hand in hand on sandy shores
     On the hills on an upward climb
     Tearing down the slope
     Ambling on lazy winter days
     A careful trudge through a muddy puddle
     Even on a blazing afternoon
     No matter where we are
     How hard or long the journey
     My all weather friend, my other half
     It's you I'd want to walk with me
  • English Poetry

    Alive

    I remember my first outing as a child
     Vivid memories of riding pony on my father's back
     I remember getting caught with my hand in the cookie jar
     Or how I howled on my first day at school
     And getting a whack for my constant chatter
     My bloodied lips and black eye
     My victory marks from a back alley fight
     Pining to sit next to the prettiest girl
     Shared lunches and shattered crushes
     The first kiss and the heart break
     Being lost when asked to make a career choice
     The pain of failing to make the cut
     Not giving up despite the hurt
     Dusting myself to fight again
     Finding love and a friend for life
     Losing buddies along the way
     The twinkle in my first-born's eye
     The littlest tightest grip of my second one
     Barely a score in a four decade life
     Picture frames on my memory wall
     Good and bad bitter and sweet
     Fleeting moments frozen till eternity
     Each one telling me life is alive
     Now I can worry about what's in store
     Or just step out today and create one more
  • English Poetry

    The Value of One

    Someone very dear became a statistic
    For the world a number got added to a count
    What the number had added to our lives
    Could never possibly be expressed and quantified
    The value of one is just so misrepresented
    Never fully understood till a life has ended
    What has perhaps been unleashed upon humanity
    Is an irrefutable, irreparable, surely irreverent curse
    One where a loved one who’s sick cannot be tended to
    Left with a gut wrenching feeling of sheer helplessness
    No conversations, no get well soon s, no visiting hours
    No pallbearers, no reassuring hugs, no shoulder to cry on
    The wise shall always say that this too shall pass
    Nothing good nor for that matter anything bad ever lasts
    Wisdom of the world sadly doesn’t help fill the void
    There’s a vacuum sans emotions, no release, no closure
    A father, a husband, a brother, a friend to some is gone forever
    Those who are left behind living, live on knowing the infinite value of one

  • English Poetry

    We (I) Owe You

    Could have said these words any other day
     Not for tokenism but now is better than never they say
     So here’s to the women in our life
     To our mothers, teachers, friends, daughters and wife
     For all the times you were taken for granted
     For not always knowing what you wanted
     For the love you’ve unconditionally showered 
     For all those tough times you were brave and someone was the coward
     A simple thank you cannot repay
     For holding up our world yesterday tomorrow and today
  • English Poetry

    A River Called Hope

    There’s a river that flows eternal its called Hope
     From the zenith of optimism and down its mountainous slopes
     It runs the deepest along the valley of despair
     The currents dismissing obstacles like it just didn’t care
     Ever accommodating in its spirit
     It carries within it
     Streams of negativity, even the past
     Meandering along teaching you nothing lasts
     To opulence from penury
     To contentment through misery
     There’s a panacea for problems one can’t cope
     It’s a river that flows eternal and it’s called Hope
  • English Poetry

    The One

    Life oh life!
     Mysterious are it’s ways
     How and when
     Who knows and who can say
     It doesn’t matter
     How brilliantly the light shines
     Is and was
     Separated by a moment, literally a matter of time
     If only, only if
     There just could be a last summer of song
     Chances passed around
     To maybe correct things, all that went wrong
     Oh! Cruel tide
     It favours not and it waits for none
     This much is certain
     Everyone is in the queue, just unaware about the (next) one