AESTHETE

Have you read the book "The Secret" by Rhonda Byrne. If yes, you will easily understand how it has changed my life and is shaping everything ahead. If not I strongly recommend to. The title of the poem may itself be an irony in context of the poem. Usually I write short poems on my thoughts, but I gave some time to this one. Each line and each para is a stage and several contexts can be drawn. Even I started with a different picture and drew a shade of many within. I just wrote the first para a month ago and the picture continued... You will find me as a silhouette Against your timeless sky, As a song played and danced  While all in a dreamless lie, Or as a hymn of the words  The winds whispering thy. You will meet me as a mirage Against the world you view, As a misfit in thy reality Transcending your fits and you. As a hidden truth in time, Proving everything that happened  Made this very magic to do. Believe in Que Sera for once, As I may not be forev...

Self pondering on love..! Won't you wonder, how easy sometimes it is to fall in love with something or someone or some place. How gratifying it is to let open the flood of thoughts in thy mind, circumambulate in it with it and write it, asking questions to yourself, answering some at the same time. Yes the question remains albeit the answers change.  Writing these, I confess I find some times when it's hard to love. May it be a transition, a desire to remain as it is, growing a sense of self love or respecting too much of one's own space. Answer varies. Pondering this.... क्या कर न पाऊंगा मैं प्यार फिर से  क्या कर न पाऊंगा मैं प्यार फिर से  उनसे नहीं तो किसी से । क्या बांट न पाऊंगा वक्त फिर से  तुमसे नहीं तो किसी से । अब सिर्फ़ ये वक्त है गुजरते गुजरते मन के अल्फाज़ो में स्याही डाल जाता है । क्या मैं लिख न पाऊंगा वो गज़ल फिर से बैर नहीं उनसे खामोश नहीं तुमसे ना इश्क किसी से । क्या खोज न पाऊंगा खुद को फ़िर से कि डूबा हूं कहीं या फिर निकला ही नहीं कभी ...

माना कि कबीर नहीं मैं जो दोहों में जिंदगी लिख दूँ  माना कि गुलज़ार नहीं मैं  कि अल्फाजों से दुनिया बतला दूँ फिर भी लिख लिया करता हूँ मैं  इन दिवारों को ही  अपनी ग़ज़ल सुना लिया करता हूँ मैं  फिर भी लिख लिया करता हूँ मैं  कभी हकीकत तो कभी  ख्वाब बुन लिया करता हूँ मैं  माना कि तेरा रांझन नहीं मैं  जो अपने नाम पर तेरा नाम लिख दूं  फिर भी याद कर लिया करता हूँ मैं  कभी मोहब्बत तो कभी  बेवफाई लिख लिया करता हूँ मैं 

"The sky gives no hints"  The sky gives no hints For always dwells above Sometimes with a grey alcove  No signs of the time henceforth For its going to be a thunder Or it's just is the shroud For those with a myth That the sky so beautiful Has no space for us We who dream the world We who design the words To fly on the wings of own To touch the winds alone.. For the sky has many hints  For them who wonder and dreams... "Let me be that" Let me be that dark sky Which people seem To stare often To find something  Out of the space  So blank..  Let me be the star Which people try To find often  To gaze at  And wish something.. 

A song .... I wanna..I wanna write a song today It's for my that best friend. It's for the time we did spent. On a way so straight From the banks of tweens To the edge of teens Passed a million dolls and And a million mistakes For a story of time, For a saga of joy it has been since.. For none knows, how far it goes. For nothing shows, how deep it goes.   I wanna.. I wanna sing a song today It's for my that best friend. On the stories we together blend. Forever is a long-long time, For which I gonna keep it For you and me and every shit I gonna be writin' A word or two, a line or so For my that best friend. Till forever is nowhere to end. For none knows, how far it goes For nothing shows how deep it goes.. I did write this piece last year for one of my best friend 'Ankur' , but now waana dedicate it to all out there , my friends....I know Ankur won't mind that 😄.  

I am a thunder in a blue sky. Need no wings, need no dreams. For enough my feet are, To take me around The world with just a few scar.  A grey alcove on the beautiful blue , Shrouding clouds of hopelessness, Times when blinded by the fog  And sometimes crystal as the dew.. Underneath the spotless sky I stand. A path ahead holding no clue, But a million dreams to make true. Nothing to lose , nowhere to land , One day from where I flew. But I hear, I hear a sound , Of a Thunder in a Blue Sky.. So wake up, wake up End the dreams, and lit up,  I wanna sometimes to be happy  For which I sometimes  Gonna wish, I lie, lie, lie to me For now I wanna say with no shy.. That I am a thunder in a blue sky. I am a thunder in a blue sky...  P. S. - - This time I didn't write it just thinking it as a poem or better to say self help poem, but I tried to sing the first line and continue writing the lines as it striked. Eventually the whole lyrics got stitched and...