The touch was just a slight
In that Brumal wintery night
They acted in their deep sleep
From warmth, away, they couldn’t keep
And soon they entwined
And in one they combined
Sharing warmth and care
Two hands now slept together
The touch was just a slight
In that Brumal wintery night
They acted in their deep sleep
From warmth, away, they couldn’t keep
And soon they entwined
And in one they combined
Sharing warmth and care
Two hands now slept together
खुलती हुई कलियों में ,
उन भूली बिसरी गलियों में
ओस की उन बूंदों में
उचटती अकेली नींदों में
जाने क्या मन ढूंढ रहा
उड़ते हुए परिंदो में
पर्वत के रिन्दों में
सागर की उठती लहरों में
उजड़े हुए शहरों में
जाने क्या मन ढूंढ रहा
नदियों की होती कलकल में
सन्नाटे के हर पल में
जीवन की भागम भाग में
मधुर संगीत के राग में
जाने क्या मन ढूंढ रहा
बिखरी हुई किताबों में
अनकहे अल्फाज़ो में
कुछ अधूरे किस्सो में
टूटे दिल के हिस्सों में
जाने क्या मन ढूंढ रहा
I remember the days;
The days – white and black
And got mingled; they both
Turning to a grey deck
Likewise I encountered
People in various hues
Like chameleon they were
Changed colours after use
So sitting alone now
I too wonder
Why obsessed with colours
Why to them we pander
And am I different
Or am I the same
I too might be viewed in
Blackish or whitish frame
The black , white and grey
Are just notions of mind
And to these notions our
Judgements are entwined
We all are just a sundry
Shades of grey
And to idea of black and white
We often fell prey
कितने बरस बीत गए
तरसती नज़र क्यों आज भी है
रास्ते ही अलग हो गए तो
दिल में क्यों धड़कते आज भी है
खुली किताब हूँ मैं
पर दफन मेरे सीने में कुछ राज़ क्यों है
दरख़्त कबके सूख गए
बाग़ मेंखुशबू क्यों आज भी है
निशां न हो एक भी लेकिन
जख्मों में ‘मुंतशिर’ दर्द आज भी है
निगाहो से होती थी वैसे तो गुफ़्तगू
कैसे करें हाल-ए-बयाँ झुकी हों पलकें अगर
इब्तिदा -ए – इश्क़ मे जो उड़ते थे अर्श पर
इंतिहा में वो मिले फर्श पर अक्सर
उस मर्ज़ का इलाज़ नहीं मौज़ूद
तबीब ही देने वाला हो जिसका आज़ार गर
भेजा था मज़मून कासिद से यूँ तो
अशकों से धुल गया रह गया लिफ़ाफ भर
वादा किया था कि आएँगे ख़्वाबों में
ख़ुशी से हमें नींद आयी ना रात भर
अंजुमन में टकराए यूँ तो चश्म औ दिल
सदियों में बीती घड़ी -ए – मुलाक़ात भर
चाहतें तो बहुत सी थी ‘मुंतशीर’ लेकिन
क्या करें, हो ना पाएँ कामिल हालात गर
Notes :इब्तिदा -ए – इश्क़ = Beginning of loveतबीब = Doctorआज़ार: sufferings from the diseaseमज़मून : Letterकासिद:messenger
Well मुंतशीर is more talented than Prankies !
Great job dear
क्या करें, हो ना पाएँ कामिल हालात गर
I can now better understand this phrase…It was tougher to understand last year♠️
Happy reading readers..You will experience paradise if you could relate♥️
Keep smiling everyone
Yours loving warrior
Naina
Yes! They had that rare thing
We call platonic love
Serene as ganges
Pure as white dove
They understood each other well
Could read what’s on other’s mind
And comfort in one another’s company
They always find
They celebrated the oneness
And respected the differences
And when they talked
Never drew wrong inferences
He made her feel special
And special he was for her
Day in, day out they would
Talk to each other
Together they chatted
They talked of many things
And also would understand
The lines in between
Exact parallel to each other
Everyone often quipped
Though everyone sensed
They kept mouth tight lipped
For hours they talked
Yet never made the confession
And boundless, endless, and seamless
Became their connection
In heart, though , they knew
For long it can’t continue
As she had to move forward
And he had his own issues
But did they breakup mutually
As mutual as they had everything ??
Or were they separated away
Broken after the fling??
They were so far
Yet in hearts they were near
Alas! They still were far from
Getting anything near
For each other;s happiness
They donned their best smile
For it meant a lot
To someone , afar, miles
Can a mortal ever break
A bond so divine
The pure angelic love
In hearts they confine
Some friendships, my dear
Are forged for eternity
And ”Parallel” also meet
Though only at infinity
-Prankies
Echos of your earlier writings can be felt
And yes
Infinity is that magical place I wish everyone should get opportunity to achieve it😊
Well written Prankies
Happy reading readers
Yours loving warrior
Naina
April 18th to be precise
I traveled afar
And her, I surprised
Sitting in a corner
Waiting for her
Wrote a lovely poem
On a tissue paper
Looking divine
She entered, superbly dressed
And innocent me
Suddenly got embarrassed
We talked gibberish
For many hours
And then I proposed
With a bouquet of flowers
And our misty eyes
Met each other in silence
The love in them
Broke all mental defence
And promptly
A hug she threw
I hugged her back
Till our heartbeats grew
Soon the time
For departure came
In an hour
I had my train
Once inside
The fateful lift
Don’t know
What happened to me
I acted
Like an. Insane
And tightly I
Hugged her again
Sensuously towards
Her I was drawn
Her seductive eyes
Made me turned on
Her Red and rosy
Petals like lips
And she kept
Those on my lips
It was not
One out of lust
And it transported
US to another world
A world
beautiful and serene
A world
Beyond horizon
A place where
Together we were
A place Exclusive
For lovers
Full of honey
And pure like a dove
First kiss is
Alike first love
How good is they say
to have a memory good
For one remember things
Which no one could
And still I find
Forgetfulness, A vice
the greatest virtue
remained unsung otherwise
And How much I pray
to be forgetful once again
When I can again be free
of this seething pain
Daily I wake up
with a pledge in my heart
that by the evening
I ‘d forget the part
The Part of life
or Life of the part
I forget to forget
Despite I try hard
लबों पर आती थी बिन बुलाए मुस्कुराहट
जो महफ़िल में ज़िक्र होता था उनका
उन सोखियो -ए – तबस्सुम के मरासिम क्या बताएँ
दिन अच्छा गुज़रता, गर दीदार होता था उनका
बिछड़ना उनका हमारा कोई नई बात नहीं
पास लाके दूर जाना दस्तूर है उनका
ज़ोर-ए-आज़माइश बखूबी कर रहे हैं वो
दिल गोया पत्थर हो गया हो उनका
हिचकियाँ कुछ कम हो गयी हैं
नये शहर में शायद मन लग गया उनका
गैर हो गये हैं आज वो इस कदर
कासिद से हाल मालूम होता है अब उनका
तकल्लूफ और ना कर, “मुंतशीर” अब तू
क्या यह कम है तेरे प्यार पर अब भी है इख्तियार उनका
~”मुंतशीर”
A brilliant writeup Prankies
Kya baat hai👌👌
Your poem perfectly conveys how a complaining heart can remain satisfied❤️Keep scribbling
Yours loving warrior
Naina