Saturday, November 28, 2009

On the gallows of wishful thinking
i redeem my sordid moments and wail
i swing suspended in clouds of wrath
and take a swig of hope to fail
the rites of life in the holy fire
the incantation fickle and frail
as i paint afresh my earth
with blood dried and colored pale

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Yun hi...

meri kalam, teri kalam,
kya fark hai zubaano me;
wo ashq kya, lahu nahi,
wo syahi nahi jo lafzon me;
wo seher kya, wo shaam kya,
kya fark hai paimaano me;
wo jaam kya jo na ho zeher,
jo na jal uthe maikhano me;
kya aaj kya hai kal kahan,
is pal se usko rashq hai;
mai aaj hun yakin nahi,
jo hai wo shayad aks hai.

concentric spirals

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