Kise dhoond rahe ho?

Dhoond kya rahe hoo tum yaha?

Yaha kuch nahi rakha.

Milengi bas kavitayen tumhe

Thoda kuch in main jhaank lo

Pad kya rahe hoo tum yaha?

Kitab ka panna thodi hu?

Kora kaagaz ho, humari kitaab se phata

Udd ke main yaha aa gira.

Kya soch rahe ho dikhega yaha?

Yaha main kavi nahi.

Milega tumko ek insaan yeh

Khud hi ko jisne kabhi ka kho diya

Batau tumhe milega kya yaha?

Milega mera junoon

Milegi meri kahaani

Milunga main nahi, woh!

Tum usko dhoond rahe ho yaha?

Nazar ghuma ke toh dekho, har jaga bas woh hi milega. 

Bas woh hi milega. Bas woh hi milega. 

Mera Khuda bas yahi milega!

Stranger Times

Park main bench pe main baitha hua tha 

Woh aaye aur bagal main baith gaye 

Hum bench pe baithe bas dhoop sekh rahe the 

Samvaad ke scope se kayi dur.  

Koi brisk walk kar raha tha 

Toh koi daud laga raha tha 

Kae picnic mana rahe the

Toh kae bas tehel rahe the 

Hum chup ine bas notice kar rahe the 

Woh apne khayal samet rahe the, main apne.

Maine mera left waala earphone unhe offer kiya

Hum ab ek bahut hi madhur geet sun ne lage.

Not a word uttered, just a smile of thanks. 

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Ghanto beet jaate hai aise, kabhi jazz bajta hai toh kabhi Pink Flyod 

Kabhi hindi classics bajte hai, toh kabhi A.R. Rehman ya Amit Trivedi ki composition.

Playlist ke gaane khatam hote hi,

Hum uth te hai, aur chal dete hai.

Main unka naam nahi jaanta 

Woh mera pata nahi jaante 

Hum bas jaante itna hai

Ki music ka taste humara ek sa hi hain. 

Life ko hum uss sam-ae pause kar dete 

Aur gaano ko play kar ke chod dete

Aisa bhi saath milega koi, jaan ke bhi anjaane

Aur yeh hi hum doono ke liye kuch kaafi sa hai. 

Death

I am here, there and almost everywhere
Yet I am not acknowledged and am shunned from every place

Stoics/Sadhus are the only ones who acknowledge my presence
More of a facade, coz they tremble and my name make them lose all sense.

I've been assigned a role and diligent I am
No laurels no empathy only scorn and contempt.

I am Death and I am just a man on the job
I hustle to get things done and am always present for when Nature calls.

Been at it and will do so for eternities to come
Yet I do not enjoy what I see, but a job should be well done!

I've seen wars transforming green lands into black and red
I've seen towns out of a painting turn to rubble and dust

I've seen great men squirm and cry when I arrive
I've seen a child as brave as any, smile when his time has come

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Have you ever seen the sky turn red?
Or the Sky turn orange or blue or gray or bloody red?

You marvel at such wonders
Then why blame Death, instead just surrender?

Life and Death are two sides of the same coin

Grandiose celebrations when life arrives
While
Mourning and Sadness when death arrives?
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Let me tell you a little about myself,
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I am the finish line of the race you began
With the stop watch in Life's Hands

I am the one with a heart
For what I witness is not for the faintest of hearts

I am overworked, for I am on call 24/7
I am Death and I'll complete every task I've been given.

(Inspired by Book Thief)

If i were a song

अगर मैं एक गीत होति

तुम उसके बोल होति

मुखड़ा तुम्हारी हर वो नादान्नगी बयान करती

अंतरा तुम्हारी हर वो बात

अगर मैं चांद होता

तोह रात तुम होती

तारों के संग लुखा चुप्पी तुम खेलती

जुगनू की सुबह तुम होती 

अगर मैं एक कविता होता 

उसका लेख तुम लिखती 

कभी आंधी में मिलती मुझे 

कभी फूलो में छिपति

अगर मैं नदी होता 

बहते पानी का साज़ तुम होती 

आलेख अतीत का मेरे तुम रखती

मेरे होने की गवाह तुम होती

अगर मैं मिट्टी होता 

तोह सांस उसमे तुम भर्ती

जीने की वजह तुम होती 

बाकायदा जीवन तुम होती 

In Roman 

Agar main ek geet hota

Tum uske bol hoti 

Mukhda tumhari naadangi bayan karti

Antra tumhari har woh anokhi baat 

Agar main chaand hota

Toh raat tum hoti

Taaron ke sang lukha chupi khelti

Jugnu ki subeh tumhare aane hoti

Agar main ek kavita hota

Uske lekh tum likhti

Kabhi aandhi main milati mujhe

Kabhi phoolo main chipti

Agar main nadi hota 

Behte paani ka saaz tum Hoti

Alekh ateet ka mere tum rakhti

Mere hone ki gavah tum hoti

Agar main mitti hota 

Toh saans usme tum bharti

Jeene ke wajah tum hoti

Bakaida jeevan tum hoti

Mehnat

Kaamyabi ke peeche toh sabhi lage hain 
Socha hain ke woh haasil kaise hoti hain?

Mehnat karte jo aage badta hain 
Khoon paseena woh apna seechta hain 

Mauke toh bahut milte hain 
Kehte hain par sahi mauka kam hi ko milta hain 

Mehnat jab mauke se rubaru hoti hain 
Tarrakki khud hi peeche chal padti hain 

Khel toh bas tayyari ka hain 
Aur lagan se tayyari ki jaati hain 

Yeh mat soch ki uska din aya hain 
Yeh dekh kis tarah uski mehnat rang layi hain

Din toh tera bhi zaroor aayega 
Aur us din tu khud ko dena jawab saflta ka.

Love and Lost

Sometimes we let go those who kept us sane
Leaving behind a disk that's got our lives captured by the frame

Recall the past to relive those moments of intimacy and pleasure 
Standing on the sidelines witnessing two souls filled with passion and desire 

It pains to think of those moments that have passed
Moments that are lived only in one's dreams and thoughts 

Taking away those smiles, life is a harsh reminder
Of transcendence into a circle that is nothing short of a trauma

The delicate touch you felt on the tips of your fingers
The giggle that kept you awake for nights together 

This emotion of longing surpasses all feelings
Leaving behind an after taste of the worst battering

Sometimes you let go for sanity
Sometimes you hold on for vanity

Sometimes you let go your precious
Sometimes it never was all that glorious

None the less, those scars remain
On a chilly winter, to remind you of a pain 

Of love and lost
Of a happiness that it cost.