Existence till Sarcophagus

It seemed, in the heavens, like the shooting stars,

spectacular movement of light very much like mars;

a fleeting glimpse of eternity,

and in a flash it was over taking not even a jiffy...

It was as if the fate, melody all mute,

in the very manner fate has, of providing the destitute;

with the greater quota of accidents,

for which no one can be blamed, envisioning them incidents...

Oh! What a fad it is to realize that gloom,

the world is nothing but just a dark hellish room;

man seems to be a gadget of craze,

where objects of materialism are in fact a matter of grace...

Why do people run after money ?!?!?!

not enjoying little ticks that taste like honey,

ever pulled out all the stops to give it a thought quite often?

that there are no "pockets" in a coffin...


-- G

The delphian Silence..

" jaane kyun insaan is duniya mein aata hai,
sansaar rupi jaal mein fas jaata hai;
kaash hota koi aisa raasta,
jis tak insaan aasani se pahunch jataa;
jahan hota andhere mein bhi roshni ka ehsaas,
aur hota ghutan mein bhi sukun ka aabhas;
jahan garmaahat bhi is mom se dil ko pighla na pati,
kathor se kathor pathar ki thokar seh jati;
maangti hu bhagwan se ik aisa rasta dikha de,
maa ke pet mein jo narmi thi usse milade.."

-- G

Bankruptcy of Confidence..

“yeh dil hai kuch pareshaa,kaise kare is uljhan ka bayaan;
kai dino se dil ghabrata hai,kuch bhi kehne se darr sa jata hai;
sochta hai kaisa lagta hoga-
jab aasma ka wo ik tara toot jata hoga;
ya raah mein chalte-chalte ik raahgir bhatak jata hoga;
ya ik khiwaiya lahro ki disha ko samajh na pata hoga;
ya us sangeet k mukhde ka ik bol mil na pata hoga;
ya wo dhaga toot k us mala k motiyo ko bikhra deta hoga..
lagta hai jaise sab kuch khatm sa hai;
us ik chhan k liye dil taras jata sa hai;
duaan ab ek hi hai upar wale se;
chhin na lena is mann ka chain is bure naseeb wale se;
anjane mein hi na mujhse koi aisi bhul ho jaye;
ki meri jindagi khud-b-khub mujhse hi ruth jaye..”


-- G