The Sorrow Hill

Once a beautiful playground,

Pseudo-enchanting hill inside me now stands so tall.

Angels are enticed to climb, and forced to fall.

Once weightless,

My obese soul now feeds on my sun.

Body shivers, inside I burn.

Once so full of life,

Robbed by ego, acts of my destitute soul are now justified.

It serves as a graveyard for the angels crucified.

Once I walked on air,

Today, the sky moves side wards making me feel blue.

For abyss of shallowness, I have traded my wings of all hues.

Once naturally fragrant,

Now my karma smells, and I wear a scent.

In return for fake redolence, I pay the devil his rent.

Once a timeless journey,

The wheel of time now often runs over me.

I feel omens– the black cat and the number three.

Once full of love,

Now the heart runs empty, a few memories to recall.

Everything has collapsed, but the hill still stands tall.

Once resting in paradise,

Now I am scared of knocking on the heaven’s door.

Coz those fallen angels are ready to roar.

Once omnipresent,

My hill has become my sole identity today.

You might reach the top, but you can’t stay!

Auspicious Night

That woman, that woman so pale,

Decorated body put on sale.

Fabricated world of fantasies and plight,

Won the king on that auspicious night.

That man, that man jumped in a puddle of tears,

When she was drowning in her own fears.

Rescued her, initiated her flight,

Won the queen on that auspicious night.

Her reflection, her reflection in his eyes,

His body, his body draped with her lies.

He stole her darkness and she stole his light,

Both have to die now, it’s the auspicious night!

Their epitaph, their epitaph will be inked by half-baked court men,

Who’d talk about, talk about their unaccomplished plans.

Tonight, pain is a detuned guitar producing a sound of spite,

Both shall jam again, tuning themselves when comes that auspicious night.

SYMPHONIES IN MY HEAD & THE AUTUMN LEAVES

I can compose symphonies in my head when you are around

Every walk is a walk to remember, when we together cover the ground

Your eyes lead me into your youthful soul

Your kiss assures me everything is perfect

Your words fuel my car of imagination

You justify life, you justify creation

Your touch turns my day into a beautiful night

My life force feels the love, when you hold me tight

You’re the epitome of beauty and positivity

You are the reason behind the smile quakes on my face

Writing for you is like a struggle in my head

Coz all the beautiful words want to get tied with you in a thread

I can defy gravity but I can’t defy you

You’re my center of attraction, with whom, I smile through and through

I see your reflection in the raindrop falling on me

You give me shade; you give me warmth, my pine tree

You have the keys to the door of my parallel world

I am locked inside waiting for your return

The clouds won’t rain anymore and it’s time for autumn leaves

Something inside is missing, ironically, we ourselves are the thieves

Let us try and preserve this gold

Time will show us, if it was worth being sold

Hold my presence up close and tight, as you fly

Wishing you an eventful life ahead, Goodbye J

TU ITNI PYARI HAI

Tu itni pyari hai

Ke tu sabse pyari hai

Tujhe aata dekh fiza bhi behne chal parti hai

Pahado ki chotiyo ko chum apni baahon mein bharti hai

Tu wo baarish hai jo boondo ko bhi bheegne ka ehsaas dilati hai

Baansuri se nikle suro ko meetha hone ka ehsaahs karati hai

Teri pyari hasi dekh mein tim-timata hu

Toota hua taara ban tujhmein jag-magata hu

Tujhe chalta dekh mein tere sang chal padta hu

Aage zameen hai ya nahi, kisi soch se nai darta hu

Tere chehre ko dekh suraj subah ki pehli angdaai leta hai

Tere chehre se churaakar hi chand sabko roshni deta hai

Tu wo kahani hai jise mein har raat sunna chahta hu

Tu wo rishta hai jise dil kehta hai - hamesha nibhata rahu

Tu paas hoti hai to udaasi kone mein chup-chaap beth jaati hai

Saari khidkiyan khul jaati hai aur masti dil mein samaati hai

Tujhe chhoone par khud ko apne aur kareeb mehsoos karta hu

Tere liye savarta hu, tujhse nikharta hu…

Teri palkon ke neeche ek jheel mein main aksar utar jaata hu

Apni zindagi ki ek nayi kahani ke panno ko wahi par sajaata hu

Teri aankhein meri aankhon mein kuch aise pighal jaati hai

Jaise suraj har shaam kshitij mein dhal jaata hai

Mujhe daat ti hai, mujhse ladti hai aur mujhe sunaati hai

Par tere gusse mein se bhi ek dheemi khushboo aati hai

Neend mein tujhe apne kareeb mehsoos karta hu

Subah hoti hai, haath mein sirf siraana dekh darta hu

Bhool gaya hoon raat mein sona aur din mein jaagna

Aadat si hogai hai tere saath ki, bhool gaya hu akele bhaagna

Kuch hi palo mein tere sath itna kuch jod lia hai

Tere liye apni tanhaai ko bhi tanha chhod dia hai

Meri khushi teri khushi ke sang rehne lagi hai

Meri zindgi tujhe apna saga kehne lagi hai

Tujhse mil armaan kuch kam se hogaye hain

Apne aap ko bhi nai dikhte, tujhme kuch aise kho gaye hain

Meri muskurahat teri muskurahat ko chahti hai

Meri aankhein tujhe, aur  teri aankhein mujhe ye bataati hai

Nakshe to khoob dekhe par khazaana nai dikha

Khush naseeb hu ki tune khud par mera naam likha

Tere andar chupi mujhe apni ek pyari si tasveer nazar aati hai

Teri bhi udi hui neend mere kaano mein aake aksar gungunati hai

Tu hain yaha to tujhme khud ko dhoond leta hu

Tere na hone par to zindagi  fir apni talaash mein nikal jaaegi

Kuch lamhe mujhe sataenge, kuch lamhe mujhe rulaenge

Tere jaane ke baad mujhpar hasenge, kabhi mujhe daraenge

Bas dua karta hu ki ye mere kuch shabd tujhe hamesha hasaenge

Mere hone na hone par bhi kuch pal tujhe hamesha yaad aaenge

Nahi chahta ki khou tujhe, nahi krta mun tujhse alag hone ka

Darta hu tere door jaane se, darta hu un sapno ko khone se

Fir bula rahi doosri duniya, aasmaan paar tu naya geet gaegi

Kuch yaadein aur kuch adhoore sapne mere paas chhod jaegi.

Pure din waqt dekhta rehunga

‘Haddi bajke chamdi minute kab bajenge,’ khud se kahunga

Tu itni pyari hai

Ke tu sabse pyari hai

BHOOLNA MAT YAARA!

Pehle zindgi khud ek pyara lamha thi

Aaj us ek lamhe ke liye tadapte hain.

Pehle popcorn ke tarah dil mein uchalti thi ye yaadein

Aaj dil apna sa mooh lekar betha hai ek kone mein.

Pehle sur chaashni ki tarah rago mein ghul jaate hain

Aaj paisa rago mein daudta hai.

Pehle teri di hui daru ki khali bottle bhi nasha kar jaati thi

Aaj daaru peekar bhi wo yaadein dastak nai deti.

Pehle us toote ghar mein jakar buddhe nana ko pareshan karte the

Aaj khud ki lagaain gaathon se pareshan hain.

Pehle aasmaan choone nikkar mein nikal jaate the

Aaj ahankaar ki deewar paar kar milne tak nai aate.

Pehle dhooen ke challe bana kar kisse baata karte the

Aaj us dhooen ke paar sab dhundla gaya hai.

Pehle bhalu ko gudgudi kar, cycle churakar bhaga karte the

Aaj gaaadi se itna aage aagaye, ki aaine mein nazar hi nai aate.

Pehlle aakhri panno par cheeta makaudi karke kashti banate the

Aaj uni kashtiyon pe sawar kahi door nikal gaye hain.

Pehle baarish ke golo ki chuski banakr khaate the

Aaj chhatri lekar usi bearish ye door bhaagte hain.

Pehle aansu poch dete the ek dusre ke haste haste

Aaj ek dusre ke saamne rone se bhi katrate hain.

Kya ye bada hona hai?

Ya ye khud ko khona hai?

Ret phisal kar khud mein miljati hai

Hum fisle to rakh mein dhal jaenge.

Purine din ki jagmagati roshni ka mazaa lootlo

chauhda din, fir wo kaali raat dastak degi.

Parchaai bhi chood parayi ban jaegi

Dost, teri ye dosti tab tujhse’ dum’ lagwaegi.

PERFECTLY WEIRD

Does the matchstick get hurt when you burn it?

Does the newspaper feels left out when you dump it in a corner?

Why do people die and leave their shadows around us?

Why do the golden dust particles stick to my soul?

Why my rainbow has only two colors – black and white?

Why does nobody paint my sky?

For how long will the walls hold their breath?

For how long they’d save my house from crumbling?

Why do I see you in my mirror?

If I dream of you, will you help me sleep?

If I cut one finger, will I lose one of my senses?

ANd if I lose all my senses, will I meet god?

How will we cry when the rain will die?

How will we breathe when the air will die?

How does the sun deal with its heat?

How does the sky deal with its thunder?

Can someone guide me through these unforgiving waves?

And make me meet the most beautiful creature of the future

Can someone take out the infected blood out of my body?

And fill it with the divine wine

Can someone gift me a bed of sand and a pillow of winds?

For I haven’t slept for years

Questions, explanations, life and me – are we all weird?

Is there any sacred sequence that will unlock the mystical bank?

When the best architect's building collapses...

Sun setting, a fainting smile,

Sucking poisoned nectar, he cries her name.

Lights out, a dove shot dead, red,

Dark red hickey makes him a vampire tonight.

Wild cat in a LBD, sucked on to his life,

Foot fetishes, stabbed him with those heels.

A war in his head, scars on his face,

Eyes, nose, ears and mouth bled.

Scissors through his body, frozen memories in his veins,

Cuts his arm, your name on it, his body has gone septic.

The worst lie detector and the best architect, heart,

The complicated designs were made to look easy.

Drove him fast, burnt him with her body heat,

Camels left, hot desert turned cold overnight.

Rake, he is in a vegetative state,

Chunks of chemicals in his brain.

He sees a tree skiing down the mountain, which hits a snowball in his eyes,

Colors of your memories splash, painting him yellow.

You promised him sunshine after it rains,

“Pink pigs will snuggle in the mud,” you said.

A weary walk, a misunderstanding, a brawl,

A push, his fall, can’t walk, now he crawls.

Your reflection in the well, pictures on the wall,

A few check marks, on the to-do-list standing tall.

Lump in his throat, he strangles it inside,

He fears those eyes, they laugh when he is in tears.

DREAMY EYES

Maiden attempt at making a short film for Aditya Birla Group.
Theme - Passion Vs Career

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Smiling faces, fake

Walking on their head

Legs glued to each other

Head in the oven

Ice in the hands

Body melts, ice does not

Spider gently builds a web

Flying thoughts get stuck

Causing head rush

The green plants burn

The smell fills in the body

Taking everybody higher

The numb fingers feel the pain

The dry eyes shed a tear drop

With her touch

Paper planes crash

Toy cars crash

Real people die

Shots from the feather gun

Taking the venom out of humans

The snakes play the flute

The tires of gold roll over the people

The white owl looks into the shutting eyes

Flies towards the moon

Pieces of glass realign

The face is back in the mirror

Locked forever

RED

Red eyes, bulging nerves, ready to capture the red land

Red armor, red sword, breeze of determination giggled in the red king’s ears

A step forward in the red desert, arrows surpassed his men turning them red

Red flames in the body burnt his teardrops, red did not stop

Vultures ate the 10000 dead red bodies

Rest of the army followed him on a journey so red

The red cyclone spun him, red cold nights gave him nightmares

Red eyes only saw the red dream; red dream was my dream, your dream and everybody’s dream.

Bulldozer of under-confidence crushed the red dreams in the red desert

The red king felt week, the red sun started to set

Red king lost his inner red flames; the red concealer fell off his skin

Exposing his black monsters, the parasites in his own body

The battle of the red land was lost to the inner demons and fear

The red king fed his red dreams to the black parasite inside him.