I cry & moan;
sit pretty.
a lori!
not a sound.
I sigh & groan.
a pity;
14th storey
from the ground!
I lie alone-
a city
of stories
around!
Poetry or something like that... The name says it all, this is plainly an attempt to take my heights of craziness into the lyrical domain. I have a rich imagination. That I think so is proof enough for that!! So, People! Come here to hear me say things you all know in words you cannot comprehend!
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Aasmaan-wale
zaraa jagaa de
jabeen ugaa de
aasmaan wale
pooche na koi
aise rookhi rookhi raaton me sooni sooni ankhiyaan kyun jaage hain
dekhe na koi
saayon me simat-ke sadiyaan kahaan ye bhaage hain
kohre me gum se chehre hazaaron sajde me utre hain
ik umr se ummeed me pahar ye bujhe hain bikhre hain
sabaa chalaa de
sukoon dilaa de
aasmaan wale
khabar na mila
un raston ka jo kabhi haathon me bante bigad-te the
khabar na mila
un naqshon ka jinhe kabhi udte khayaal pakadte the
padh le kabhi aasmaan ke is jaanib bhi duwaayen hai
sunn se shab, soone se sahar aur bezaar hawaayen hai
raah dikha de
rooh chuda de
aasmaan wale
jabeen ugaa de
aasmaan wale
pooche na koi
aise rookhi rookhi raaton me sooni sooni ankhiyaan kyun jaage hain
dekhe na koi
saayon me simat-ke sadiyaan kahaan ye bhaage hain
kohre me gum se chehre hazaaron sajde me utre hain
ik umr se ummeed me pahar ye bujhe hain bikhre hain
sabaa chalaa de
sukoon dilaa de
aasmaan wale
khabar na mila
un raston ka jo kabhi haathon me bante bigad-te the
khabar na mila
un naqshon ka jinhe kabhi udte khayaal pakadte the
padh le kabhi aasmaan ke is jaanib bhi duwaayen hai
sunn se shab, soone se sahar aur bezaar hawaayen hai
raah dikha de
rooh chuda de
aasmaan wale
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