listen...

shhhh...
koi nahi hai.
shh shh...
theres no one.
shhhhhh...
have u gone mad? there is no one.
there is, there is...
and who exactly?
stop talking and listen.
faltu time nahi hai mere paas.
koi hai...
kaun hai?
listen...
to whom? to what? where?come on lets have dinner and lets go to sleep. i had a long day today and tommoro wont be any better.
there is something, can you not hear it? its crawling in through our closed doors and window panes. its creeping up the walls. its filling our senses. can you not hear it?
you are not feeling well, here hav something.
no m not hungry.
for god sake stop this nonsense.
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m goin to sleep.
goodnight sweetie.
are you not coming?
no.
fine.
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An Earthquake rocks the capital during midnight.
300 feared dead, thousands missing.

yun hi...

roz subha bister ki salvaton ki tarah
kuch ehsaas bhi mai
sahej deti hun
kahin koi bahar wala
gar hhar me jhanke
to koi kissa
mere chere par
dikhayi na de
koi aahat kisi salvat ki
sunayi na de

Gazal 1

Khali kagaz ka khol chadha kar
Ek gazal
Kal raat aayi hogi
Chaandni me chupti hui
Raat ki badmaash aus ne
Cheda hoga use
Halki nam, aur gulabi
Mere darwaze
Kitna intezaar kiya hoga usne
Ki shayad uski awaaz
pohunchegi mujh tak
fir laut gayi hogi
khamosh darwazon se lad kar
aaj subha jab newspaper uthaya tha
wo khali kagaz mila mujhe

sonnet 1

ever so slowly the darkness swells
each new breath and each new beat
the unknown rythm fill the veins
pulsating within a music sweet

desires melt,needs usurp
as light falls and fades into heat
unmatched battles in heavens lead
to neither victory nor defeat

i know not my place,my station here
yet i melt the heavens to meet
the dark swell on the bosom,my earth
while,i,wait in voids to greet

ethereal vision,eternal union
the cosmic dance of the battle in retreat

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of unspoken promises

little white threads dangling from the moon
lighted feathers of snow
falling
slowly, softly
leaning from my window
i see a little child
weaving
a reversible piece of cloth
a spread and a shroud
from the light feathers
falling in a pool of light
to drape the night
with the fireflies
fluttering with the eyelids
waiting
to be born

rang-e-mehfil

नज़र नाज़ुक हैरान सर-ऐ-आम हुई है
कब सुबह हुई और कब शाम हुई है

शमा बुझ गयी परवाने जलते ही रहे
आज मय एक तनहा जाम हुई है

उम्र भर दास्ताँ कई तहों में लिखी
दो लफ़्ज़ों में ही गुफ्तगू तमाम हुई है

चाँद टपका न रात भरी आँख से सनम
लबों की ये धूप भी गुमनाम हुई है

ये मंज़र नया भी पुराना भी है
ख़ामोशी ही तूफ़ान का पैगाम हुई है

इस रंग-ऐ-महफ़िल में संभलना ए 'मिराज'
यहाँ कोरी हया भी बदनाम हुई है