There Are Smiles

There are smiles and then there is laughter.
There are choices and then there is destiny
There are movements and there is planning
There are words and then there is meaning
There are desires and then there is discipline
There are lusty charms and then there is love
There are people & folks and then there is one.

He Was Her And She Was His Friend

He was her and She was his friend…
Both were close and they had amid years spend..
Time and love both share
Yet idea of a night out was extremely rare..

He liked her and She liked his company..
And thus bade him on that evening so uncanny..
Dust and mud and through the rain …
He made his way to her parched plain..
Soaked to the skin the rain made him gleam.
And She could barely hide fancies and whim

On that night when both of them were feeling the passion
And she had already made her submission..
He had only two choices…
Live the moment and take the joys abound
Or to save the friendship which was so deep ,dear and crowned.

Though he longed the joys for eternity..
but not at the cost of his dearest amity
At that moment he made the decision..
And it was all in the precision…

He jumped from his saddle..
And ran to the postern through which he had waddled ..
Only to feel calm and quiet ..
To stand his ground straight and upright.
And remind him of their magical wand…
He was her and She was his friend…

The Day After Grief

The day after the grief
Full of remorse without a sigh of relief..
Lots of din behind that grin..
Yes you pretend. 
Even in that throbbing pain..
Seemingly waiting your turn..
you were never so numb..
who has to blame..
No definitely not you..
Neither me all over again..
Was that love..
No going through all the hell..
I must judge..
Was it worth all that sore..
No never once more..

I am sunk.
Neither anchor nor the monk..
Well can ever say the crank..
Just show and pomp..
Temerity O you play so well
Tongue lashing and bad blood
Could we discard and be lull.
Yes you pretend
Even in that facial glare
You hide your gush..
Withering mush..
Was it worth all the sore
No never once more..

meri vyatha

मैं व्यथित हूँ मैं विवश हूँ
मैं अस्तित्व की कशमकश हूँ 
सोचता हूँ किस लिए बनी है मेरी काया 
सेवा तेरी क्या यही जीवनोद्देश्य मेरा 
बापू ने जब था संग तेरे मुझको भेजा
क्या यही तब निष्प्राण जीवन
प्रणय लीला की तेरे
बनी रहूं अब मैं उतरन

You and Your Blues

You and your blues
Never give me any clues
You smile when I am around.
But how long same can be bound
We both know that this is none’s fault.
But who will stand and accept the jolt.
Blame me or blame you
Nothing will get us through.
You never stand and say.
I am to ponder and give the way

Every Morning When I got up

Every morning when I got up
I found myself in the lap of loneliness
It did creep into though secretly
Yet now it has overridden me

Not a single day I believe
I was alone until you were there
Not a single day I believe
I was sad until every thing went so bad

I don't care
even if you don't dare
for me its not the world but you who matter
no way let every one do the chatter

days and night are probably the similar sight
I do want a break bcoz nothing seems right
The joys and happiness
the cheerfulness and merriment
The things you cant keep hold for experiment

Loneliness begets you sorrow
Pushing you deep where there would be no morrow
Coming out of it takes a lot of you
Certainly escaping it are possibly few

I wonder how I would be here
Without having you altogether
Neither me nor you
Ever thought of such scoop

Low ebb and low time
Cant let you be fine
I need you as mine
As it helps me shine

Those Days Were Wonderful

Those days were wonderful..
We never cared a damn
come what may 
No inhibition no string
Pure and pristine calm
No murmur No cravings
No ego ever battered
salvage was quick and flattered

Wishes were horses then
Never saw a reason to explain.
Just jumped and take the reign.
Shorn of thinking even a grain
Now everything so clichéd
Even ideas are filched

Wishes are still horses
But it is dead and waning
Embraced slumber despite canning
Not to mention the timidity
Leaving all to serendipity..

Very often when you think
People stare and you blink.
Clueless, emaciated and exposed
Recluse, foolish and juxtaposed.
Thoughts yet to bring to the fore..
Gets deep buried within the core
We sigh and say with expression so cool
Those days were wonderful…