Tuesday, 17 May 2016

Not much is now left in me

Not much is now left in me ..
The man who moved around in glee ..
The man who played your favorite tunes ..
And promised to take you to the stars and the moon ..
Very little of that remains in me ..
The things I used to do, I used to be ..
The man who admired your beauty sublime ..
That old me has been consumed by time ..
Am left with a mind feeling weary and blue ..
But a heart .. that still beats for you ..

Together

The strong breeze gushed into her ears..
And her own words were lost in the air..
But when she failed to hear herself..
To him the pounding of her heart was clear ..
A stroke of love and a touch of care..
Joy and happiness of his share ..
With a smile .. he gave it all away ..
And a slow smile then worked its way ..
Across her face and into her eyes ..
And clinging to his love, she could rise ..
What before their love was 'the wicked weather'?
And the breeze and the tides gave away ..
Tied to each other they spent years together
as their hairs slowly turned grey ..

Wednesday, 23 March 2016

Jeena sikho

Mana zindagi ne dhokha diya..
Aur ek pyara sapna toot gaya..
Magar jo  chhut gaya, use jane do..
Khudko, jeene ke naye bahane do..
Phirse jine ki koshish karo..
In dono aakhon me naye sapne bharo..
Nakamiyon se darkar, mushkilon se ghabrakar..
kab tak aasoon piyoge yoon sir jhukakar..
Asman me pankh phaila kar to dekho..
Badalon ki bahon me khelna seekho..
Aankhein band.. to sab khatam..
Jab tak khuli hai ye aankhein..
Auur jab tak chalti hai ye saasein..
Jeena seekho.. tum phirse jeena seekho..

Friday, 4 March 2016

it's been so long

it's been so long.. since I wrote a song..
since last summer..when we sat by the river..
watching the streams whole day long..
I played with your curls and stroked your hair..
And I hummed a tune against the breeze so strong..
you filled in words into my empty tunes..
just like you filled the hollowness in me..
defining my life..completing my song..
And in that dusty summer noon I remember..
I played the guitar and we sang along..

It's been so long..since we sang along..
the dusty and rusty guitar refuses to play..
And my eyes too weary have given away..
They've wandered up and down the streams for too long..
Facing the gusty winds all alone
my voice now refuses to stay strong..
empty tunes now rule in my mind..
the song of my heart is forgotten for long..

Sing again the song to me..
Make me how I am meant to be..
I have chased shadows for way too long..
I now fail to judge the fake and the wrong..
but life can no longer elude me..
if you make me how I'm meant to be..
I'll play with your curls and you will grin..
I will restore the lost peace within..
my eyes though tired..refuse to close so soon..
Complete my song again .. give words to my tune..