Sunday, September 25, 2011

One Last Time


     The end is near
     along with its fear
     but there isn't a tear
     because it's too dear

     I don't refrain
     from feeling any pain
     for all that is to gain
     along with the happy rain

     I want to talk to you again
     because the time is in the drain
     with my slowing dying brain
     to end the unbroken chain

     Give me my last rites
     my sun is loosing its bright
     with tide on the wane
     don't let this pass by in vain

     Help me till I reach my end
     believe me you won't resent
     allow me to depart with ease
     give me your precious time
     for one last time....

    I have become very frail
    guide me on this trail
    with your words of braille
    for my blind heart to follow the rail
    One Last Time!!!

Thursday, September 22, 2011

A Dream Accomplished : A Dream Being Realized Continued...


      The kaleidoscopic soul of mine is brimming with confidence...
      The glass of happiness is ready to spill...
      Distant visions of glory are now seeping into my skin...
      Today I just wonder how did it all begin...
      Never had it occurred to me it shall so end...
      With success inundating my worldly shell...
      Bloating my spirit with joy that it brings!!!

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

A Dream Being Realized


      The fairies of my tale have started to appear...
      The skies of life have changed their beautiful colors...
      The marionettes of GOD are dancing to tunes that enchant my senses...
      The droplets of rain are pouring beauty into this time...
      The scent of flowers has adored the ambiance...
      It is like living in heaven without dying...

Till I meet you


         My heart is beating...
         faster than ever...
         My eyes are waiting...
         more than ever...
         My mind is dreaming...
         wilder than ever...

        My wait is getting...
        just more longer...
        My ears are anxious...
        like never before..
        My nights are arduously longer...
        every passing night...

        The voices I hear ...
        are taking too long...
        To speak with the face...
        I see in those green eyes...
        The winds of change...
        haven't brought me that elusive girl yet...

       Wherever you are...
       I pray GOD keeps you well...
       and sends you soon...
       making you one of my very own...
       near and dear soul...
       

Monday, September 19, 2011

In search of peace...

inspired from busy lives....

            The alarm bell rings..
            & another hectic day it brings....

            Half an hour to groom
           One hour away from doom
           Six hours in a closed room
           Another couple on the return norm

          Grueling ,panting, & exhausted
          With the assignments collected
          Unnecessary solutions to be perfected
          Before the sky is darkened

         Living in the artificial vacuum
         Before embracing the real void
         A question I couldn't avoid
        Where to find the ubiquitous peace.......

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Mon Amie

Amie....friend...companion...amigo...someone who makes your life complete with all the elements that make life worth living. When the heart is overflowing with emotions and the mind is longing for company, a friend is the only solution.We find our friends everywhere....whether it is our fellow colleagues at work , class mates, the kids next door...in some cases pets....and in most cases people we often meet and tend to talk to become friends like the watchman standing at your building gate, the clerk who works in your school/college, the fellow commuters who are a regular part of your journey.Hardly do we realize that they are our friends and form an important although not that significant part of our everyday life. Just like everyone I am blessed to have a great set of friends who cheer me up when I am upset, motivate me when I am struggling , make me happy all the time and give me bliss every moment I spend in their company. They etch out memories like the sculptures of Michaelangelo , indelible and indestructible, everlasting and unending moments which will surpass the test of time to keep flashing happiness in my eyes. But that is not it. There's someone very special. A friend who has been there with me all my life...silently living and growing to become a part of life which has been conveniently ignored, taken for granted.But still there are no complaints from my amigo...instead there is endless forgiveness. Now that I will be missing my amie i realize the difference this bonding has made over the years. Before the hype created gives in, I present to you my friend, the king of friends: MUMBAI....yes...Mumbai...I don't know how and when it happened..but I am glad I live in Mumbai...and Mumbai lives in my heart... You expect a friend to understand you all the time and Mumbai has been that way: understanding. A friend should warn you when he thinks you are going wrong and Mumbai keeps warning me over and over again when it finds me doing something wrong. Friendship is the thread which binds with love and care where love is selfless and care comes from the scrupulous heart...kind and benevolent.Mumbai has a place for all my emotions , each place having the uniqueness for every possible emotion. A friend cannot do more than that!!! The seas of Mumbai have taught me to be kind and forgiving...they take in all that we put in them without any complain...whether it be the garbage or the elephant God. The promenade at Marine Lines and the like keep telling me to look beyond boundaries and to never impede my vision with shortsightedness . Whether it be Id or Diwali, Mumbai has imbibed in me the charm of a celebration. With the charisma of Colaba to the serenity of Santacruz Mumbai has instilled in me the confidence to dream and not dread. Temples , mosques , churches, agiaris and the like have cultured in me tolerance and the atrocities that Mumbai has witnessed bring with them lessons of being human. It wouldn't be an exaggeration if I said Mumbai has held my heart in the right place and filled it with all the compassion it needs to live a life with a purpose, a purpose to serve humanity.

Friday, September 9, 2011

Main Hoon: Imran's poem (ZNMD)

Pighle neelam sa behta ye sama,
neeli neeli si khamoshiyan,
na kahin hai zameen na kahin aasmaan,
sarsaraati hui tehniyaan pattiyaan,
keh raheen hai bas ek tum ho yahan,
bas main hoon,
meri saansein hain aur meri dhadkanein,
aisi gehraiyaan, aisi tanhaiyaan,
aur main… sirf main.
Apne hone par mujhko yakeen aa gaya.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Ahsas hi Ahsas hai : Imran's poem(ZNMD)

Ik baat honton tak hai jo aayi nahin
Bas ankhon say hai jhaankti
Tumse kabhi, mujhse kabhi
Kuch lafz hain woh maangti
Jinko pehanke honton tak aa jaaye woh
Aawaaz ki baahon mein baahein daalke ithlaye woh
Lekin jo yeh ik baat hai
Ahsas hi ahsas hai

Khushboo si hai jaise hawa mein tairti
Khushboo jo be-aawaaz hai
Jiska pata tumko bhi hai
Jiski khabar mujhko bhi hai
Duniya se bhi chupta nahin
Yeh jaane kaisa raaz hai

Monday, September 5, 2011

To Zinda Ho Tum :(ZNMD)

Dilon me tum apni betabiyan leke chal rahe ho,to zinda ho tum
Nazar me khwaabon ki bijliyan leke chal rahe ho,to zinda ho tum
Hwa ke jhokon ke jaise aazad rehno sekho
Tum ek dariya ke jaise lehron mein behna sekho
Hr ek lamhe se tum milo khole apni baahein
Hr ek pal ek nya sama dekhe nigahein
Jo apni ankhon mein hairanian leke chal rahe ho,to zinda ho tum
Dilon mein tum apni betabian leke chal rahe ho,to zinda ho tum

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Dil Aakhir tu kyon rota hai: Imran's Poetry,(ZNMD)

Jab jab dard ka baadal chhaya
Jab gham ka saya lehraya
Jab aansoo palkon tak aya
Jab yeh tanha dil ghabraya
Humne dil ko ye samjhaya
Dil aakhir tu kyun rota hai
Duniya mein yunhi hota hai
Yeh jo gehre sannaate hain
Waqt ne sabko hi baante hain
Thoda gham hai sabka kissa
Thodi dhoop hai sabka hissa
Aankh teri bekaar hi nam hai
Har pal ek naya mausam hai
Kyun tu aise pal khota hai
Dil aakhir tu kyun rota hai..

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Dream On!!!

The golden ball is gleaming
the bright yellow water is shimmering
& the clouds are kissing
the radiantly light sky

Moistening the beach's girth
bringing much needed mirth
splashing with playful raillery
portraying another one for the gallery

The waves blending like cream
isn't this a wanted dream
desired to come above the din
why don't we push our kin??

the ambiance is full of banter
inundated with windows of vision
having unmatched precision
on grounds of reminiscence

It's time to create fun
without having any rum
in the nostalgic run
rocking, realizing the dreams that come!!!