Un-Dead!

Picture taken at Bandipur wildlife reserve, Karnataka.

Some textures, some shades, some broken pieces left behind to be captured! I just look at them with numbing silence and the derth of life in this frame fasinated me. Almost lifeless, these pieces of wood made some sense.

"The endings, sometimes leaves behind traces to be seen in a very different light. Understanding the evolution and distruction of life might lead to knowledge. But, the acknowledgment of ignorance leads to questioning of the general understanding beyond our general awareness. Search the undead beyond the relms of the undiscovered eternity"

I put some breadcrumbs upon my pillow,
To feed the tiring mind.
I begin to write my dreams again,
In the hopes of turning blind.
I sow some seeds of dislike afresh,
To the past a reckless rewind.

A few steps here and there on the sand,
The lord brands the “me”, the crime.
In the meadows of the stolen human’s paradise,
I build my own, small holy shrine.
For I would be the priest of a circumcised ego,
I shall prepare to look divine.

Pick up your stones and take your aim,
Broken and divided here I stand.
The blistering sun doesn’t shine on me,
Yet my soul seemed so tanned.
Release me from my captivity,
right here! Come, cut this vocal gland.

P.s- no title for this post.. because even i didn't know what was i writing? why was i writing it? what thoughts went along while writing? I am not depressed in life. Infact i am pretty happy but somehow when i read this one back again, i kinda sent shiver's down my spine. why am i writing so much of pain? and agony when i don't intend to. Answer me for i am not able to answer myself.

Surrender

Grab thy soul by the hands,
drag it out to,
face you, the mirror.
what would you ask?
who are you?
how are you?
what are you?
would you have the patience?
to listen,
when it speaks,
speaks out loud,
to tell you,
It hasn’t been you for a while.
would you have the courage?
to defend thy self,
Or,
would you just surrender?
to yourself!

aaj tum jashn manao!

Aao baitho,
Kootein kuch sapney apney,
Gholein apni neeindein unmein,
Chuno, chuno, jo chunnan chaho,
Khattey, meethey, teekhey ya tazey.

Khattey ho to, jhilaaogey,
Meethet hon toh, muskaoogey,
Teekhey hon toh, thoda pani pee lo,
Tazi tazi thodi si duniya jee lo,

Aao ,
Ley aao tum takhtee apni,
Likhein kuch batein unpar hum bhi,
Dikheingey kuch chehrey unpar,
Darna mat, tum unko samjah jaogey.

Dekho ranga hai chehra apna meiney,
Tum bhi thoda rang lo apna,
Chalo jago,
abb chodo sapney,
Chalo utho,
Aaj tum jashn manao!

english translation:

Celebrate your dreams today!
Come, sit,
Let’s mash some dreams,
Mix them up with our sleeps,
Pick, pick up the one you want,
Saur , sweet, spicy or fresh.

Saur if they be, irritated you'd be,
Sweet they be, smiling you'd be,
Spicy they be, here have some water,
Lets us live this fresh, new life.

Come,
Bring along your writing boards,
Let’s write some verses on them,
You would see some faces on them,
Don’t be afraid, you’ll get to know them.

Look, I have painted my face now,
Would you also need some colors?
Wake up,
Let alone those dreams,
Wake up,
For you would celebrate your dreams today.

ek baasa phool

Zindagee ke darakth par,
samay ki dali se latka,
preet ki dhoop mein pakta,
ek baasa* phool,
kuch rota,
kabhi muskuraata,
apney ateet ko sehlaata,
kuch kaanton ko potli mein bandhey,
toot kar gira toh kavi ho gaya.

*baasa - rotten / really old / not fresh

english translation:

A Rotten Fower!

On the tree of life,
hanging upon the branches of time,
ripened by the warmth of love,
a rotten flower.
cries a bit,
smiles sometimes,
caressing the past,
packs some thorns,
fell,
rendered a poet of the self.

p.s- this is something that i haven't done till now. translating my hindi work into english and yet tryinng and attaining the essence of the words. i gave it a try this time since some of my friends from bloggersville are not too fluent in hindi. i don't know how sucessfull am i with this attempt. guess you are the once who can give a feedback. so, this for you all. thanx guys for visiting.
thank's, Deepesh for helping me out.

Musaafir

Door pahari ke uss par,
chupa ek naya soorj,
leke ujaala saath hai,
uski sunehri tashtaree se,
utre kirnon ki boondon ko,
kalahee par rakhkar,
chaat liya tha meiney.

Mehektey pedon ke beech,
tairtey badalon ka jhund,
sehlata sa bas,
kaheen vadee ko dooji,
sarak jata hai jisey ,
ek ehsaas anmol,
narm aur safed.

Ghanee wadiyon mein bikhrey,
woh rang,
saja kar aaram se rakh diye hon,
hare rang, bahut sarey,
unmey ghultey mitee ke,
bhoorey aur santaree rang,
samet liye who nazarey ankon ne.

agla padaav samudra,
khaara, geela aur chanachal,
uski god mein samaa janey ko,
bacchey sa khilkhilata,
galey lag gaya uskey,
har leher par uska mujhko,
dant-tey sa sehlana. Marhaba!

Rastey ko chaltey,
kuch ghar rakhey se,
raat ke andherey mein,
ghultey chaley gaye,
usee mein miltey chaley gaye,
aur hum saanson ko sambhaley,
un lamho mein simtey reh gaye.

Kuch rastey,
bahut khoobsurat hotey hain!
aur kuch log,
Musaafir!

p.s- This piece is a special dedication to the ever so beautifull 'Munnar' and to 'cherai beach' for my weekend trip. It was surreal and honest, hence whatever i have written is very honest. i don't know you would like it or not but i just wanted to write this.

Deja-vu's!!!

Caught amongst,
some drifting dreams,
echoing silence,
of a shallow mind.
it writes again,
writes the deja-vu’s
Deja-vu’s,
of a hollow life.

begin thy journey,
once again,
to the moment.
When it stares,
stares right at you,
again…..

p.s- I happen to have one of 'these' last nite and it freaked me out bigtime. Hence the post.

A Smiling Adieu

It’s time!
time to go,
fly away to eternity,
and beyond.
Zilch fear,
Content,
to walk a path known,
he went away,
far away,
Smiling… :)

R.I.P