Friday, July 24, 2009

Drama

Amidst the pious, sits hidden the iniquitous.
To shriek...
Loud and clear.. majestic and pure-The call of death.
The echos cut through a numb mind.
I am me again.
Stripped of him..lonely and naked..
The rains lashes over and over again the unsaid, the undone.
The swansong pitches again..the tempest arrogates over the kill.
Unmindful,tenacious.. and obstreperously ruinous..
Blood begins to fill the shrouded senses..
An insistent noise cries Slaughter!!
Suddenly the egregious begins an quiesce
Somewhere farsouth a timid zephyr welcomes the rebirth with a forbearance.

Scathes in verse.

Wilted flowers are they, not of yore..
A yesterday only, was filled with strong fragrances.
The voilet heel sings in testimony of what bled
when the heavens fell, in all a thud..
And History it became in all at once, for ever to come.

The ail of the magnoliopsid

Kabhi vo shaaakh dekhi hai tumnae jo paed nae apnae paet sae kaat kar fenk di thi?
Shaakh ko bimari thi.Paed ko laga wo bhi gal jaeyega.
Fir ek raat jab paed ko laga shaakh lambi taan, so rahi hai, usnae ussae khoon khinch liya.
Zakhm paed bhi hui.. ye nahi nahi usae dard nahi.Hai.
Apni hi shaakh ko kaat fenk paana har kisi kae bass ki baat kahan hai.
Badi tadhpi skaakh, par badkismat ko maut bhi na aayi.
Khaer kisi din tau aa hi jaegi.
Bas Skaakh ko gam hai tau paed ke goongaepan ka.
Usae umeed lekin paed sae hai fir bhi
mamta sae bhar aayega dil paed ka
aur uski maut ki dua mae do lafs kisi khuda ko kahega
aur vo aajad ho jaegi, firsae paed ki honae ko..

The fall of Icarus

Bahut der tak jhoojhta raha chubti sard boodaun sae
bas sirf us tehni pae latke rehnae ko... us paed ka rehnae ko..
Vo patta sochta tha, paed usae girnae nahi dega!
Usnae girtae hue. fir dekha vo jaljala...
Apnae jase kai hazaraun
Vo sab ke sab paed ke thae.