गुमशुदा

पन्नो में कई शब्द कुछ ऐसे खो जाते है
की पन्नो को खुद इसका एहसास नही रहता

वह तोह बस कागज़ पे छपी उस लेखक की यादे है
जो इन्हें पड़ने वाले अनुभव करते है।

कहनी

तू वो संदूक, जिसकी मैं पुरानी चाबी
मैं वो किताब, जिसे छोड़ी तूने आधी खाली

मैं कलाम की एक लकीर हूँ, पर मेरा पन्ना तू नही
तू एक नई भर्ती किताब हैं, जसिमें ज़िक्र मेरा कही नही।

Ek Ehsaas

Khushboo hain tu, kuch meethi si
Dhun hain tu, ek madhur si

Bol hain tu, ek adhuri kavita ke
Ehsaas hain tu, ek khaali bistar ka
Khamoshi hain tu, cheer ke jaati hui 
Neend hain tu, door bhaagti hui 

Tadap hain tu, ek lambi lagi lath ka
Dhyan hain tu, us tooti samadhi ka

Jab kareeb thi tu toh kadar kaha thi 
Jab chali gayi tu toh takleef kaha thi 
Reth hain tu jo pisalti chali gayi
Rakeeb ke oor tu dhalti chali gayi

Na main ab tere aankon ka noor hoon 
Na main tere dil Ko du, woh sukoon hoon
Bas ab, teri khani ka khatam hua ek panna hoon
Tera ateet ka main ek sira hoon. 

Door kahi choor ke us paar, yadon main dafna hoon.
Tere naye ishq ka main ek marg darshi hoon.
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(Buried under a load of past memories,
I am your wisdom to a fresh blossom of love)

(Credits: Bahadur Shah Zafar for picking a line)

Tanhai

Tanhai bhi kuch aisi hain
Chahe jitna door use hum kare
Utna hi kareeb aa jaati hain

Rail ki patri si hain yeh tanhai 
Aur tation un namb yaadon ki tarah
Yah shayad lakeer hain yeh tanhai 
Koi bhi chor pakad lo kahi toh woh le hi aati hain 

Yeh Lakeer shayad ek naksha hain
Naksha ek khoyi chabi ka jis se khule
Woh ek dur kahi rakhe yadoon ka sandhook 
Aur rail us sandook tak paunchne ka ek zariya 

Tanhai jab ood le jisse kabhi kambal ban ke 
Kho jaata hain woh uske prabhav main
Aankho main se phir yeh tinka ban kar
Aansu ki tarha behne lagta hain

Tab rail bhi us lakeer pe 
Us chabi ki tarha apna raasta khone lagti hain.

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.