ek ghera sa rang hai, jo utarta nahi
ek khwab hai, halaanki aankh lagti nahi.
kya tumhare khwabuan mae bhi mae aati hun?
kuck ek baras ho chale, ab hum milte nahi.

hum dilli sae hain par ab dilli vale nahi kehlana chahtae
moka mile bhi tau transfer lae home town nahi jana chahte
sardiyaun ki raataen dilli mae aur bhi kaali aur khatarnaak ho jaati hain
dhola kuan kisi kaale kuan sae kaam nahi ab
vaaishiyat jahan raat ko SUVs mae baith kar nikalti hai
baaz si jhapat kae darvajun sae ghar ki aabroo loot lae jaaten hai
15 sae lekar pachpann tak sab in darindaun ko maaf hain
thagti hain aanken par muh sabke silae hain
fikr kae koylae dil mae jaltae rehtaen hain
par lailaaz si lagti is bimari ko koi hatana nahi chahta
ilaaz sochen bhi kyun, aakhir dilli kae mardun ki tau lut rahi izzat nahi

Hum aur Tum

Abhi tak kaanaun mae gunguna rahein hain us raat ki shehnayian
jab gale milti rahin fursat sae khili nayab palon ki kaliyan
noor simat aaya tha jaise tumhare pehlu mae
ki khinch lae gae kadam char fere tumhare peechae peechae
simatnae nahin aati, vo sab chandani raat ki baatein
sindhoori maang mae jab rishta naya piroya tha humnae
saanch deke un palon ki ,kuch mehandi mae ubharvaya tha
shabnam sae sinchi vidai sae leke , ghar ki diwaraun pe kaath ka aadmi tangtae hum
lambae kash leta hai, fir tattaki lagakar dekhta hai ye samay hame khidki sae roz
aao baithae saath kuch daer..chuskiyaun pe chai ki dekhaen saath suraz ko dhalte
fir jab mae bombay ki bas padkun aur tum harlow ki cab..
samaet lae vahi sindhoori rishta, tumhari bahaun kae sae ghare mae

tu aurat zaat..

Ehna vekhiyan na gayyiyan chann vargiyaan
ehna dissiyan na roohan sachiyaan
ehna kadd litiyan jaana muradaan valiyan
ehna de kambhdae ne hatth? ehna dae sukdae ni saah?
ehna kiven lut layeyaan jinda pariayan?
kiven katt vadiyan nae inha suhan lal..bacheyan de muh tau maavan diyan chhatiyan... nikkiyan kaliyan tau khilan da faer..
tutdae ni ambar vi jadd mavan vargiyan tae uthdaee nae eh hatth
kisae kalajae hol ni paendae jad viyahte tor ditti jandi muteyar samandraun par
kisae bhal ni hona , kisae ni teri hun zaruratt
kisae rab v mud ni dekhna.. tu jammiyie jae aurat zaat.

hanju tae khaara beetya

jehda beet gya oh paani aah, nadiyon langheya, tebbayan bhareya, par samundar punj methaa v namkeen hoya..jehda aana hai oh mul suchi, saanchaun pya ..usda mol na koi. , wheetya pani hathee na aaye,beetae da na hanju laayin. sunakhi dhoop ch sab dhul jana, ambara tau meh varsae tadd hooka iko laayein.. iko hi meet anmol, jehda hanju da mul paani na paye

tumsae ik purani pechan si lagti hai..
tum vahi ho na, jo thaki mundi aankh mae misri kae sapne de jate thae..
kitna hi royi ho aankh, par tum behlakar , chain ko le hi aate the.
chehraa tau kuch yaad nahi, par vo annjani sukun ki khusbhu jehan mae hai,
usi khusbhu ka paed lagte ho tum.
ik purani si yaad ka hissa ho tum..
vo yaad jo murad ke na mange hi milnae hi khushi ki thi.
muddataun ke baad vohi neend aane lagi hai..
muddatein jo janmaun ka fer naap gayin.
laptaen ghiri tau bahut thi, dil dara bhi bahut baar,par shukar hai khwab bach gaya.
aaj fir palken tumhara peecha karengi,
kya ptaa tumhe ik nazar bhar aaj paa hi lun..

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.