Kudrat ka khel

In khuli hawaon se poochho
Kya parde khol diye kudrat ne
Aasmaan saaf kyu itna, poochho
Kya dard-e-sazaa bhula diye kudrat ne

Kyu gaa rahe hai pannchhi
Kya insaan ghum kahi ho gaya?
Kyu patton pe dhool nahi tikti
Kya sansaar naya koi bas gaya?

Kyu raaste sunsaan, itne akele
Inpar sher bhi sawaar hone lage hai
Jahan kabhi lagte the mele
Un maidaano par paude ugne lage hai

Dharti maa se kya insaan
Itni berahmi se pesh aata tha?
Ki aaj is maa ki khushi ke peeche
Woh aansu kabhi dekh nahi pata tha

Kab tak, tum kab tak ae insaan, do jawaab;
Insaaniyat ke naam par parde laga paoge
Kudrat ka anokha khel toh dekho janaab
Aaj tumhaari "aazaadi" ki tum kya keemat chukaoge

Neend..

Rona tab aata hai, jab neend na sataye
Rona tab aata hai, jab neend na sataye
Bas aankhein bandh ho jaye,
Kaise? Koi toh bataye....

In ashko ko aadat lagi hai
Na Jaane kabse, tapke bas yuhi
Mere naino mein aag lagi hai
Na Jaane kabse, bhadke, bas yuhi

Yaadein nahi, woh na jaane kya sataye
Jab soch mein doob doobkar
Mann aawara lalchaye
Aur raat bhar bas ek hi baat jagaye
Ki bhaiya koi toh bataye, hume neend kyu nahi aaye?

Hindi

Woh sannatta, woh sadake,
Woh baarish ki boonde
Woh hawa jo halka se has de
Jab mann mein koi shola hai bhadke

Woh sisakti zindagi, lambi si raat
Woh sapno adhure, haathi ke daant
Har zarre ne jab tha haske pukara
Woki puraane din, jab main tha sabka dulara

Khoyi rahi kisi chadar mein,
Chhupa sa, daba sa, purana dard tha
Bas rakh diya mann ki almaari mein
Ruk gaye kisi din, bas, aur mausam sard tha...

Jee rahe hai, zinda hai, alag kya hai?
Saanse ruki nahi, ab tak, alag kya hai?
Ki phir ek subah ho is raat ki, intezaar hai
Kambakht dil bhi maane na, ki ye sab bekaar hai...

Promises

Promises, I tell you, should never be made
For life is but frail, it may quickly fade
Promises, to abide, promises to restore
Promises that promise like nothing before..

Death, be only the best kept promise
Till Death do us part,solemnly said.
How rarely meant. Like a heartfelt kiss
Till it all does end on Death's bed...

What words men use, to rend, to repair
What promises, to bend backwards, words so rare..
Words, these are but words,just wisps in the air
What value we give them, we think they be fair...

Till Death comes calling, riding his steed
Words all but forgotten, all bondage freed
Some promises get away, scot free, some stay behind
Some promises were a certainty, some kept us blind...

Malayalam poem

Malayalam poem

Kochu Kochu nimishangal

Thedi poya naalil nee

Vannathonnum kandilla

Mumpil ninna aalil nee

Kaatil Thedi, veetil Thedi

Odi nadannu, payye nadannu

Kootil Thedi, naatil Thedi

Kannum pooti, chaadi nadannu

Aa nilavil ethu shalabham

Kittumennu prarthanayode

Kaathirunnu vedanayode

Kai ozhinju poya nimisham

Poovil veena manj pole

Venalil kalanju poyi

Kaalam etra vannu poyi

Orayiram premam arinja pole..

Ennittum arinjille priye nee

Inikku neeyum,ninukku njanum

Daivam pande onnu ezhuthi

Nee thediya  aa swarga gaanam..

To my Daughter...

Scratches and kicks, and kisses and licks,


And love galore, in those adoring eyes


Some daily new words, that always suffice


To tell me you love me, My sweet little baby


"Papa!", that call, that one little word


That seals our bond, such emotions stirred


Your daily embrace, demanding naught from me


But some love, only love, 'tis not hard to see


Kid, I wish I can be, your superman,your ideal,


And I wish you but understand, the way I now feel;


When the years pass us by, of my weary bones in the breeze


Are all that remain, with wet eyes and memories....

Chains of the Mind

Some see evil on this earth

Some just pain and misery see

Some, the Devil's laughing girth

And some just want to be set free...

Oh, but yonder lies that lea of green

Just past that river, boiling broth

Of all our fears, a fetid screen

To cross which must move them beyond sloth...

Come summer's rain, nor spring's burst

Of life, nor the rains can slake that thirst

Nor winter's white, nor the colors of fall

Can free some minds from being thrall...

What tyranny is this, the flesh demands,

To be touched by God's hand, his true commands

But the mind desists, the mind refrains

It loves too much it's binding chains...