Strange love

  

Strange love, Strange love

I’ve been counting days 

In my own different ways

I desire to play the goat

like a steady sailing boat

Everyday walking downtown dreaming of you

I wish I see your face out of the blue

Strange love, Strange love

Every day is a hope for the hopeless

Wandering over the blues with your address

I don’t even know if it’s right or wrong

Whether it will be so long or not I’ll be strong

I wish I have a glimpse of you

We can then make our adieu

Sometimes, ‘Somethings’ can’t be defined. There exist some vexatious difficulty in getting an unfolding to ‘Somethings’. It was love that was purely strange since its inception. So strange that it is ‘something’ so called love. 

Uncertain yet a beautiful day

 

A year of silence and ups down

I never knew a charming face residing in my own town

Exchanging some words over social site so rarely

It was very hard to remember anything so barely

The moment of emotional breakdown and a joy to meet the persona

Never expected that to happen in the wave of corona

The laughing face siting before me at Maharaja

A cup of tea with some food inside the plaza

It is the rarest of combination anyone can fall for

I wish someday we can sit together at the sea shore

Again the day came and we encountered each other

How can you be so perfect like my own mother?

A glass of Cabernet Sauvignon with a good music

What a day well spent it’s so elusive

The cutest of all being I’ve ever met

There was not a single thing to fret

Holding my hand in hand like a baby you were

How can everything for you be so blur

I still remember the bear like hug in the zone

We had some pictures clicked with your phone

The forehead kiss was the most alluring of all

What a beauty who surpasses the barbie doll

Hours passed by with gestures so graceful

We had so pleasing moments on the mull

The long drive with the drunken doll

Expecting some maggi over the stall

It was a experience worth mentioning about
I wish something someday to sprout

चाहत (Chaahat)

एहसास है मुझे तेरी चाहत के दीदार का 

बेपन्हाह इश्क़ का फितूर थामे दीवानगी में तेरी 

डूब जाऊ अगर उस गहराई में 

समुन्दर को में फिरदौस का गुलशन करदूँ 

ये गलत फेमि ना पालना जानम 

कहीं पता चले इस चाहत में तुम गुनाह कर बैठो 

गैर थे वो पल जो एक गुफ्तगू में फनाह होगये 

इस जुस्तजू में दबे जिस्म का जज़्बा अब भी बेकरार है 

मत भूलना ये हसरत ही इतनी खुशनुमां है 

मोहब्बत (Mohabbat )

मोहब्बत करना नहीं है इतना आसान

मोहब्बत करना नहीं है इतना आसान

कोई कहता मोहब्बत है हमको पर फिर भी क्यों परेशान    

छू लूँ उस इश्क़ का हर एक पल 

यह खवाइश करते हैं इश्क़ का प्याला थामे हुए  

छू लूँ उस इश्क़ का हर एक पल 

यह खवाइश करते हैं इश्क़ का प्याला थामे हुए  

पर उनको क्या पता मोहब्बत चीज़ क्या जो बे खुदी करदे 

कभी मालूम नहीं था कि इश्क़ क्या जूनून है   

कभी मालूम नहीं था कि इश्क़ क्या जूनून है 

ऐसी उल्फत में डूबे कि भूल गए मोहब्बत करना नहीं है इतना आसान

Relationships

 

The world is evolving at a tremendous rate that the values and morals are fading with time. Everything we see around us is like a mirage of perfection. As we tend to come closer to that mirage, there is nothing called perfection. The brutality of obsessionist society is eroding the values that inherited since time immemorial. Relations are made on the monetary basis rather than character basis. The bonding of love and care has lost somewhere that it’s an arduous task to search for it. Sometimes, I think what if the people born are without heart? Yes, it can be true to the stage that they have heart as an organ to pump. The emotions are lacking in every relationship. 

The relationships have proved fallible time to time

I wish part of them be categorised as crime

Everybody faking for love of the life

Babes, It’s not easy to get a good wife!

There is always an motive behind things

Before running into it you feel like an eagle with wings

The game of gamble that is delusional to people is ‘Love’. 

Early mornings with you my love

The mesmerised eyes like those of a dove

It’s very hard to break the contact

We both under the quilt jam-packed

I can still feel your body odour

The twinkling eyes I used to adore 

The warmth I used to crave for

That I don’t need anymore

Trusting blindly that even God can’t change the decision

I asked you not to give me any reason

So many times we fought each other

Being put into pother without any reason 

Cleverly absconded with the stolen heart

For her, this was an usual art

I tried giving my hundred percent

I don’t know where the results went

O my dear, the beauty that you swayed

With time it is going to fade

One should always be thankful to whatever they are gifted with. A good human should always be proud of their capabilities and talent rather than the things they are gifted with. With time things change and so their importance fade. In the end, what goes with you till eternity is a good soul. Be happy and care for others, your loved ones. Respect everyone and help the needful.