Month: December 2015

poetic.kaur

Bharosa

Mat karo kisi ke liye bhi itna

Ke unka har ek lafaz tumhe khali kar jaye

Mat karo bharosa kisi pe bhi itna

Ke uske toot jane pe, tum khud hi toot jayo

Aisa kyun hota hai har bar

Ke koi apna hi sabse zyada chaut poh chahta hai

Bas, bauhat hua

Thak gaya hoon chaut kha kha kar

Kya karein, aab to har ek cheez par se yakeen uth sa gaya hai

Par kyun main tab bhi khud ko sambahal nahin pata

Aisa kyun samajhte hain khamoshi ko kamzori

Shayad voh jante hain har ek lafaz ki gehrayi

Aab to bas ek ummeed ki talash hai

Jo insaniat ke taraf ishara kare

Jahan hum apne jazbaton ko dikha sake aur samajh sake

Kyun ki voh humari takat hoti hai, kamzori nahin

 

 

 

poetic.kaur

Safar zindagi ka

Kaisa hai yeh safar zindagi ka

Jo kabhi kabhi samajh nahin aata

Bas, ek aisi paheli ka roop leh rahi hai

Jo aab ulajti hi ja rahi hai

Samaaj, sarkar, mazab ya phir khud main

Kaun si woh ek chabi hai jo yeh raaz khol sake

Koi aab yeh to bata do ke main kya karoon

Lagta hai jaise har koi mera dushman hai

Kuch kahoon to bura, kuch na kahoon to bura

Kahan jaoon, kise kahoon yeh dil ki jo baat hai

Kya yeh sab mile hue to nahin?

Bas! Bauhat ho gaya! Aab aur nahin!

Koi aab yeh to bata de meri koi jaga hai bhi ke nahin

Mujhe koi samajh ne ke liye samajhta hai ke nahin

Kya karoon, aab to apne bhi paraye lagne lage hain

Aab to bas, koi to mujhe mera vajood samjhado

 

 

 

poetic.kaur

Aye khuda

Yeh kaisa dard hai jo sine mein pal raha hai

Lagta hai jaise koi karz chukana baki hai

Kahan jaoon, kise kahoon yeh dabi dabi jo baat hai

Ae sun khuda, ek tum hi to mera humraaz hai

Humain na chahiye yeh khushia, yeh naam aur shauhrat

Bas ek sukoon ki talash hai

Jis ke liye main dar dar bhatakta hoon

Aab to yeh tanhai bhi shor se bharne lagi hai

Ek aisa shor, jo kabhi shant nahin hota

Ek aisa shor, jo mujhe andar hi andar kha raha hai

Ek aisa shor, jo ek  kisam ki saza ban rahi hai

Ek aisa shor, jo mujhe khud se aankhen nahin milane deta

Aab kisko sunaoon yeh mann ka jo haal hai

Koi to hoga jo mujhe samajh payega

Koi aisi jaga to hogi jahan mujhe rahat mile

Aur mujhe yakeen hai voh ek tumhara hi darbar hai

 

 

 

poetic.kaur

Yakeen

sab apni duniya mein mast hain

To kaisa yeh kasht hai

Kyun samajhte ho khud ko akela

Jab aaye mushkil ki gharian

Jao! Haath barao! Kya pata koi thaam hi le

Jo dikhaega tumhe raasta

Samajhna usme hai Rab vasda

Kar bande khud pe yakeen

Aur tod de yeh darr ki zanjeer

Dhundo khud ko ek naye sire se

Ek nayi ummid, ek nayi shuruat

Bas dikhado ke tum bhi kisi se kam nahin

Logon ka to kam hai tamasha banana

To kyun tum khud ko sambhal nahin pata

Iss dhong ki mein, dhundo woh mann ke sache

Jo samajh paye tumhari uljhane

Zindagi ke kitne roop hain, kabhi dhoop hai to kabhi chaon hai

Tum bas itna yaad rakhna, ke tumhe koi sambhalne wala zaroor hai

poetic.kaur

Eyes: the gateway

Eyes are often a reflection of our soul

Witness of an unspoken tale

Deeply rooted in our conscience

Where not many have access

As they faithfully and loyally guard our secrets

Through the good and trying times

Controlling the flood of emotions waiting to trickle down

Hoping to decrease the mounting anguish

Just to let it all go

Being more vulnerable than ever

Eyes have become crystal clear

Revealing the various emotions: pain, resentment and anger

Nowhere to hide or disappear

Now, everyone can see past the facade

Feeling as if I were being stripped naked

And shamed by the increasing number of glares

 

 

 

poetic.kaur

Smile! The world is watching.

Smile as much as you can

Laugh as often as you can

As it may help the ones

For whom, life is filled with trials and sorrows

Be grateful for what you have

Whether it is food, freedom, education or a roof over your head

As they might be a luxury for some and a privilege for others

Where instead of permanence, one will encounter relativeness

 

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Ready, set, goals!

Goals and success aspire us to keep going in life

From an early age, are taught to view it as a linear line

Downplaying the various curves and turns in the process

As we try to find our true identity and passion

But, the search seems to be taking its toll

As everything seems to be getting out of control

What should I focus on ? How do I prioritize?

As expectations from ourselves keep increasing with age

Why is it that one cannot falter?

Why is it that one may not learn at their own pace?

Is it all about the grades?

Or, is there no value left for determination and perseverance?

Whatever the reason may be…

Everyone is unique in their own way

Yet, their strengths receive a blind eye from many

As society is good at subjugating those that dare to pave their way