कुछ मंज़िलों का डर है यूं मै राह पर जाता नहीं हूँ उस मुसाफिर की तरह चलना जिसे आता नहीं वो ख्वाब थे या था नशा जिसने बसाया था शहर हर दिन है जश्न जवां यहाँ मेहमां कोई आता नहीं क्यों फासला है दरम्यां इस राह पर ए हमसफ़र तुम दूर जा रहे हो या चलना मुझे आता नहीं ये जुस्तजु जो खुद से है ये है सदी का फलसफा मुझे इश्क़ है मेरे अश्क़ से मैं खुद से कह पाता नहीं हूँ और भी कुछ चाहता पढ़ना किताब -ए - दर्द से तुम चाँद पर बैठे हो मैं तुम तक पहुँच पाता नहीं
They think it's right In the deepest dark In the dead of night They light a lamp Of human heart And gladly think They own the light They laugh away And play their game But no one looks At the dying flame She burns away She suffers the night Within the reach Of human sight She's seen by all Yet felt by none And no one cares For all she's done Her sufferings go in vain She's kept alight To help the way To home before the rain Hoping one day They'll find their way She burns alone in pain.
Where do I buy The morning breeze That flows along The mountain trees Where do I buy The scarlet sky That left me stunned With a silent sigh Where do I buy The scent of rain The flight of clouds I search in vain Where do I search The heaven's worth Of a walk barefoot On moistened earth Where do I buy The sound of seas The sheer vastness Of lasting peace Where do I buy Those wings to fly To reach the times Those have flown by Where can I find The reason behind The fight within The heart and mind Where do I find The image in mind Of moments missed That are left behind
Do you remember times I have walked with you In the sunshine trails You strolled in the park I've held you tight In the harshest light And yet always You call me dark I have been with you In your sunshine hue I've held the tears That swept your face I have been so close That no one has And yet denied The slightest grace Dark I am Indeed it's true My darkness shows Your times are bright When dusk arrives Being merged in you Its me who waits For your dawn of light
Lest you forget The things that are small Peep in your eyes And see the world The pair is at times The morning sun And at times Are a waterfall Lest you forget The things that are small Hold your hands And walk a while They will shape Your world for you And get you trudge That extra mile Lest you forget The things that are small Loosen awhile The tangled hair You'll get to know How winds have blown Across the site Of your home somewhere Lest you forget The things that are small Say to your ears You'll be there to help Lest you forget The things that are small Fall in love This time with yourself
It was just yesterday When the quiet river flew Through the tortuous woods Of complex entangled twines Through edges sharp and rough Through arduous twists and turns Struggling along it made the way It was just yesterday........ It was just yesterday When that last winter leaf Battled the strong northern winds Fluttered in the harsh unkind gusts Braved the icy rains alone Held on to the edge of its weary branch Refused the storm to have its say It was just yesterday...... It was just yesterday When the anchors broke The boat went off to the night beyond Hurt by waves, it tossed along To hit aground in land unknown To live a life complete anew Rejoicing to be a castaway It was just yesterday........ It was just yesterday When the poor piggy bank Was full up to the brim With earnings saved of half a life Of heart and soul worth all the gold The precious saving of new and old Was counted, cherished and given away It was just yesterday.....
Etched in time Some times have passed When moments froze When time stood still When rocks gave way For streams to flow For barren grounds To have their fill A sapling grew To a mighty tree And bore the fruits For all she could But some said She blocks the light
And another Felt she is firewood Beneath the sheath Of an earthly veil With moistened eyes She looks behind For someone's worth She lost her own For some pain caused She had been kind Strange are the ways The world behaves Stranger still are The way they think A drop from an eye Is left unseen On a drop of a hat They raise a drink!
Is life we think For half a day One thinks today About a half of yesterday In half a life One does derive In the other half What must arrive Half a moon In half a night Imparts the yearn For morning light A half bit here And a half somewhere One gives up all The halves to share In half a smile And half a tear Is half the way Of far and near In half a line In words benign A half life writes One half is mine......
