Subah


Subah ki kiran ne meri ankhein tatoli
kuch adhure sapne abhi bhi palkon pe so rahe they

Meri ankhon ne jhoomte hue bistar ko sambhala
us sirahne par hi shayad koi baadal barsa tha

Wo chaadar ki salvatein mere khayalon se roobaro thi
kuch uljhi si, bedaar si, besharm si

Phir socha ki aaj yaadon me nahayenge jee bhar ke
wo baksey jo band hai sadiyon se unko bhi rihayi denge

Apni ankhon mein rakh lenge makhmal se wo lamhe
jin lamho ke chaaon mein aaj bhi zindagi aasan ho jaati hai

Ye lafz meri aas ke utare jo kabhi kaagaz pe
wo geet banke jhoomein aur amar ho jaayein

Ek chai ki pyaali ne tab meri neendon ko dastak di
lo murdon ka ye kaafila, aaj fir se daftar chal diya

 

Sukoon


Wo zanzeerein waqt ki

Na baandh paayi meri saanson ko

Wo band darwaaze bhi

Na mita sake teri khushboo

Kuch lafz chootey they

jo tere mere darmiyaan

aj lagtaa hai ki mere

jism ko choone aayein hain

Aankhein nam hain meri

aur baatein bheeg gayi hain

ek hamshakl dikhta hai mujhe

koi viraan shaks hai shayad

Is khudgarz rooh ke

tukde pade hain bistar pe

tu saath de mera

to shaayad samet loon inhe

Mere is maut ke bistar pe

teri yaadon ka sirhana hai

Tu kafan odha de agar

Main sukoon se so jaunga

Aks


Teri ankhon mein dikhta hai
Mujhe aks apna
Kisi khamosh saagar sa
baitha hai kinaare pe

Ye jo surma laga hai
Us main kaid hai kaafir ek
Kabhi ansuon se sookh jaata hai
aur kabhi yaadon mein bheeg jaata hai

Raaton mein jo kabhi dekhoon
To ek roshni dikhai deti hai
In ankhon ne hi to jaise
Suraj ko wo chamak udhaar di hai

Palkon ki khidki se
jab bhi jhaankta hun baahir
dikhti hai mujhko apni
ik tasvir puraani, maili si

Is tasvir mein zinda hun main
Aur zinda hai is aks ki kahani
Kuch uski zubaani
Kuch meri zubaani

Solace


When the vast sky says hello to the enormous ocean
It’s just the breeze I hear among the roars

A half-dressed sun hides beneath the clouds
I try to dress it with a half-naked orange moon

This evening seems to have lost its sheen
And the night seduces the stars into illusion

orange

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The sun-baked hopes seem to wither
I wash their face with a new song

I look up, and then down as the silence caresses me
I hear a good-bye, my shadow moves away

It’s just me and the night, as we sleep hand in hand
a cushion of the half-naked orange moon, and a blanket of dreams