Agitating self

Five seconds of life

revolution figures a portrait

I ask what is new

But nothing comes as an answer.

Tricky moments breaking ice, but what brings me more

Lively attention skinny attitudes

Round and far I catapult

rattling with views

establish my own

Distracting, Disturbing

retains my nerve

leave the retarding pulse

What is the impact?

wrong or fact

each is a new discovery

of an own's idea.

Is it a static

or a motion against life.

Strings of chords

question long

wayward are the directions

lose are my temptations

imagination dive high

but still it is the

crux of matter.

Crimsion songs

Mood swings with thy prays
life makes a penetrating desire
Is the colour solving my equations
or drawing lines of solutions?
Those holy lines sing my heart
lovely shades never make me flat.
Motions of expressions drive strong
hardly count me wrong
My sun sets at my lido
that promises kudos
flowers emit fragrance
that omit my grievance
craving my flaws and flummery
it rejoices and brings me merry
somersaulting and leaping
Ideas keep on riding.
Those creamy layer
make me fair
it's not the dermis but my rhythm
that polish my breathing!

हाले दिल

दिल जलते है तो ज़माने बदलते है
ऊन्स तो तब भी हम आप से करते है ,
आधरो पर मुश्कान तो खिलते है
आज नहीं तो कल ए भी झूठे लगते है
तुम कहेते हो सागर के किनारे हम चलते है
तो फिर क्यों माझी के दोर्र कमज़ोर लगते है
सुलगते झिस्म कोई नयी दस्ता बाया करत है
दुरी तो तब भी बनी रहेती है
ईसक कसमकस को हम समजते है
क्या राज़ ऐसे छुपाते है
दबी कसक की धुन हम सुनते है
तनहइयो के यै साथी कहलाते है
इश्क की ईस पटरी पर हम दर्द बेचते है
मेहेफूश तो आप को हम अपने दिलो जहाँ में रखते है!

Dry eyes

I still feel those eyes
dry, soft yet so nice
gazing through the lens
makes me drive so less.
Wonder what the soul was about
that made a loony to sprout out
wipe out the nettlesome
let her breath the open sesame.
Surpassing the serried odds
she stands victorious
conceals her agony in blurred vision
yet buys the souvenir of the lost motion.

Seven studs!

Seven are on ride,

when studies take a side,
with the glaring strikes of rays,
we feel making our ways.

Far across the horizon,
lies our destination,
we creep high to our corner,
when life seems so gloomier.

Colours of the rainbow,
we enlighten the low.
Days of the week,
we make everyone go freak.