In secret, you kept your wishes so
Eyes that dreamt, in colored hues
Of limitless skies, and water's blues
And green those pastures you wished to go

And yet you never told me, why?
Of your need to break free, to fly
From home, those shackles, iron gray
You wished so much to break one day

What foolishness, my mind believed
To have thought you happy, in my bind
But freedom, sparkling in your eyes, relieved
That fear that clouded o'er my mind

As I set you free, your song doth rebound
Across these hills and dales, divine
And a teardrop slowly falls to the ground
That blessed sight beholden, these eyes of mine...

patch of green

Welcome to my patch of green
Where I am the garden queen
So many Butterflies and flower beds
And a hundred yellows, blues and reds

Swings and see-saws and slides around
And sandboxes, and a lot of sound
And all my friends who have come today
Are calling me to come and play

The merry-go-round, goes round and round
Bobbing horses and a jungle gym net
And mummy watching me from across the ground
Oh please I don't wanna go home yet

But the fireflies have come, the birds have gone
And sunset is upon us, as the night is born
It is time to say bye bye, time to get clean
Time to say goodnight to my little patch of green

Distance..

What does distance give a man,
But heartbreak, sorrow more than he can
Understand, or evaluate, or even feel 
Until he makes the devil's deal

And sells his soul, for just a chance
At togetherness, at another dance
Under moonlit sky, not just romance
But true love, and a single glance

 When miles and meters rack up high
And a broken heart begins to cry
Tears of blood, and a rending wail
That curses Fate's pen, that rusty nail...

But when at last, the twain do meet
Like jigsaw puzzles, that fit in neat
No words are needed, just a simple kiss
 And all's as before, like nothing amiss...

Some Dreams

Some dreams become memories,
Some lay waiting, quiet, in bed
Some are vague, and their vagaries
Are things, best left unsaid...

Some are vivid, colourful, drawn
Upon the day we spent, in struggle
Some are purely plain, yet born
Of some deep unsettling trouble

Some dreams are funny, some divine
Some, they dare us to cross that line
Between the truth, reality, and farce
Some just make us wish for the stars

And yet what dream remains, but vapour
Upon our misty, dreamy eyes at dawn
But for him who puts it down on paper
And for him, who lets it take shape, be born...

There are days, and then there are days
That I regret living, and a hundred ways
That could have made it better still
And yet I let sorrow have its fill

When I could have said words, that didn't hurt
Or been the better person that day
When I could have let ego, slither away
But instead I smeared my goodness with dirt

But there's so much pain, inside
And a growing typhoon of rage, so livid
And for how long will my emotions hide?
For what, just a few little words insipid?

My acid tears, within me burn, ever widening hole
Eating away, rotting what little is left of my soul
Some day, quietly, the volcano burst, will cool
Leaving me, a broken eggshell, like a fool...

Sometimes

Some times I think that while I'm here
I'll write a lovely song for you
But then I find that I don't need to
'Cos you can hear my heartbeat, singing, near
Sometimes I think that when I'm far
And I can see a lonely star
I know you're thinking of me too,
'Cos I know you love me, like I love you
Sometimes I wish that I could feel now
The touch of your hands, the kiss of your lips
Your gentle smile, the sway of your hips
The look in your eyes, one lifted eyebrow...
Sometimes, when we're together, yet still apart
It burns my soul, it breaks my heart
Then I know, I'll sing a song, like once before
To know I will love you, forever and more...

Chingaari un sholo ki...

Hamesha basanti ke saath hi aisa Kyu hota hai,
Kahi pe viru rota hai, kahi jai sota hai
kabhi Gabbar hasta hai, wahi thakur fasta hai
Wahi ramgarh hai, wahi dhanno hai, wahi Rasta hai

Jaha jaane jaaye, maano thode saste hai
Kaalia aur saambha, tab marte hai jab haste hai
Inaam ka khel, do haatho ka Mel
Holi ka rang, ek puraani rail....

Radha ki hasi,fir woh khoon ka kehar
Woh harmonium ki dhun, ek anokhi lehar
Chacha ka andhera, mausi ka basera
Woh tanki pe chadna, us Raat ka sawera....

Woh jailor ke mooch, woh scooter ka gaana
Woh sikka, jise har baar sach hai batana
Woh Sholay, woh angaarey, kya cheez thi janaab
Na kabhi bana tha, na banega, iska koi jawaab....