Madness

It is not love 
what people call my madness
Don't break for what i care
Never give up this relationship
If not friend then
I would even love 2 be ur foe
If not with me
I don't mind u standing against me
I still dont belong to ur adversaries
What if strangers entered
Into the list of ur favorites
Loving u is still on the top of my to-do list
If its still unknown to u
Then might it be an ignorance
Though life seems to be so succincted
Yet not inadequate to be in love
Be it love or some other stuff
Why should u mind giving me
At least the permission to love u
Why this restraint to utter moans & a plea
I will loose my tender
Though cruelity is the best word in ur diction
I am running out of time to love
How r u getting time to hate
Even thorn gets a soft corner in my heart 
How can u smash a bud
Vexing & cajoling can't drag me away
Even if desires only remains 
At the end of the raom to execute it

There Do I Lie

When clouds thunder

& sky puts its black suit on

U step into my heart.

When the clouds melt, 

U touch me like a gentle rain

reaching tender leaf.

If your smile rains like honey

let it drench me.

Hiding a billion dreams 

deep down in the heart

when my heart gets 

a glance of u

It feels like as if it has 

got redemption

Let my love get

dedicated to you

and let it have

a glimpse of heaven.

Love

Love will not rejoin 

To any distress call

Neither will fall for desires

Uncontrollable & unachievable 

Love is a lot of pleasure

Heart's first grief

That steals u from urself

It is such a thief

Much more fragrant

Much more delicate

To get someone's love

U have to dedicate

Life is void without love

void is everything in love

Everything has love in it

Love is a peace dove

Sometimes love is

The tender touch of rain

Sometimes causes destruction

More disastrous than cyclone

Love is not a game.

There is neither defeat nor triumph

Don't calculate profit & loss

Just fell in love with a nymph

Love never manipulates 

Whether it's wrong or right

There is no specific time to love

Just keep loving every day & night

Earth & sky will never meet

Shadow can't touch the body

Still love will remain beauteous

And more plesant than any melody

Love can't be hidden by hiding

Love can't be stopped by stopping

It will unite two hearts.

It will create wonders.

As long as there is love

Nothing can split them asunder

Love is patience

Love is silence

Can't be bought or sold

Such an opulence

Love is neither bound by age

Nor by any other barrior

Love can hardly be defined

But easier demonstrate

This is the worthiest creation

That god could create

Not only human 

But angels do love too

Every heart must love

Coz' love is lovely & forever true

Kaise Bhulaun

Har taraf hai bechaini

Har taraf hai bekasi

Ese me chain kahanse laun

Jalne ko to dil hi kafi hai
Charagon ki jarurat hi nehi
Dilki is agko kaise bujhaun

Barsat me jagi he ye pyas

Jo meri pyas bujha sake 

Wo daria kahan se paun

Jo bhulade sare gamoko

Jo askonko dafn kar sake

Wo nasha, wo jaam kahan se laun

Jiske lafzon me ho sukun

Wo meri mehbooba ka

Paigam kahan se laun

Jo jinda karde har hasraton ko

Jo mitade har faasley 

Palkon pe wo khwab kese sajaun

Bhula to dun duniako tere liye

Magar tere kehne par hi sahi

Tujhko is dilse kaise bhulaun

Make My Evening...

A night without u 

Can never be good 

I am pretty sure

Then what's the tenor of 

Saying

"Good Night"

Does it make any sense

There is only nightmares

Wherefore, there is no way

That the dreams can be sweet

So be it well nigh arduous

So why this "Sweet Dreams"

I don't remember a day

went good

in ur absence

Then when did I had

"Have A Nice Day"

Sunlight was tyrant enough

To make my afternoon

so fatigued

In the absence of ur shadow

Which could make that 

A "Good Afternoon"

Only a gentle hearsay

with u on a Coffee

Can make my evening 

pretty good 

I guess...

Only then time won't be ill

And the deluge of ur sweetest wish 

will drag a pleasant rainbow 

over my world

& u can ofcourse say

"Good Evening"...

Marbles...

It was not made up of stone

or any baked clay

neither glass, porcelain nor agate

The endless joy of winning

my warm feelings & care

were it's ultimate constituent

It was the stuff making my day

concealing myself from dad

I used to play it till so late

Propelling it by that tiny thumb

to hit my favourite blue one

so as to drive it out of a circle 

Scratched on the ground

By some village lad

it was really fun to play marble

I remember handing them 2 my sister 

to save those all in my marble-box

while leaving my place for study

I had a memorable emotional draining

as if it was very close to me

I  miss them more after that tragedy

It was the sweetest recollection

and the worthiest possessions

that i had under my custody

Today the reminiscence of those

glazing and multicolered marbles

seems like fate's pathetic display

I can still see myself as a child

in the reflection on its surface

when i find one on my way

Return Me

I want the roots back
Though the tree has been uprooted
Return me the roof of my cottage
Though there is no pillar to hold it anymore
Return me that shore back 
Even though tide has erased the footprints
Return me the ashes back
If u have set my house on fire


Please give me back a relationship to her
Even if it lasts no more than a couple of days
Yet, it I want it...
Return me, return me
Return pieces of my dreams back 
Even if the you’ve broken it 
Still I want it back
Please give me back the sky over it
Even u have divided the earth
into thousands of kingdom
Thousands of villages
Return me the bloods from my broken heart

Even if I have killed my soul to restore it

Autumn Leaves

They have leapt over the branches

There are no more hurdles

for their impediment

Warm sunlight of the afternoon

Is now failing on the ground

The bleak wind is mourning

in commemoration

As autumn stepped into the town

& the leaves are dead

The birds are now eastbound

The broken leaves 

are leaving their beloved bough

And their cadavers are to be wrapped for burial

The tree is screeching with pain

But he is mute, you can't hear his sound