nobody knows.

nobody knows wat i am hiding inside,
i keep on searching but i cannot find.
i am too shy to ask too proud to loose,
but sooner or later i got to choose.

na jaane.

na jaane kitni subah thhi,
na jaane kitni shaam hui.
na jaane kitni baat hui,
na jaane kitni raat hui.
na jaane tu hai kahan,
na jaane main hoon kahan.
main na jaanun toh kaun jaane ?
yehi ik paheli hai ki kaun jaane.

[incomplete yet]

in search of answers.

in silence i seek answers, for questions unformed.
is it any wonder, that silence is all i get ?

as i traverse through the inroads, of my rambling mind.
noises . . . noises everywhere . . . it comforts,
voices from forgotten past . . . explodes.
what am i trying to find ?

there i see a door that i avoid, door that holds all the answers i seek.
yet always am afraid to reach, to open . . . afraid to find.
what if there is nothing but a teeming void ?

illusions.

with every step i take a new illusion i make,
decorate it with jewels sparkling glittering lies.
with my eyes closed i see a fantastic world,
as belief seeps through i paint life in many hues.

this world of mine in darkness brightly shines,
with the first ray of light disappears . . . like moonshine.
or like a morning dew precariously clinging on the vine,
dreams . . . yet not . . . its shallow.
feelings imagined a void hollow.

as each illusion break making this imaginary world disappears,
like the snowflake on the porch.
as horizons clear broken dreams strewn in its wake,
and I shed a lonely tear my companions dear.

i create a new illusion . . . yet again,
with every new step i take.

voices in my head.

voices in my head,
do they ever dread ?
silence . . . unreachable.

in some corner of my heart,
hidden under many layers,
a lost child . . . some dreams thwarted.

voices from the past,
in a different role cast,
ever changing . . . ever lingering.

these serenades,
will they ever fade, into nothingness,
will they ? ? ?

khwab.

khwab, khwabon ka hai kya ?
bante hain bigarrte hain,
sanwarte hain bikharte hain,
aate hain chale jaate hain.
ae khwab, tu aa lekin jaane ke liye mat aa,
tera hi ik saath hai tu hi bas ik paas hai,

[incomplete yet]

sometimes something.

sometimes your senses decieve you, they simply fail for that matter.
they dunot exist at first place. what you see, hear or feel is not true.
the truth is something else, something different, something unacceptable.

Ek Shaqs.

Beautiful song by Abhijeet Sawant, Luv it so sharing it.

ek shaqs raaste mein kahin choot gaya tha,
us haadse ke baad, yeh dil toot gaya tha.
ek shaqs raaste mein kahin choot gaya tha,
us haadse ke baad, yeh dil toot gaya tha.

woh shaqs jiske kaandhe pe sir rakhe mein soya,
seene se lagke jiske kayi baar mein roya.
jiski zulfon ke khusboo mein raaton mein khoya,
jis jism ki barsaat mein yeh jism bheegoya.
ek din kisi baat pe jab woh rooth gaya tha,
us haadse ke baad, yeh dil toot gaya tha.
ek din kisi baat pe jab woh rooth gaya tha,
us haadse ke baad, yeh dil toot gaya tha.
ek shaqs raaste mein kahin choot gaya tha,
us haadse ke baad, yeh dil toot gaya tha.

rehta hoon qaid abhi jiski yaadon ke pehare mein,
hai labz jiska zinda meri baahon ke ghere mein.
jiske khwaabon ko maine neend mein sanjoya,
jiske ashqko ko maine apni ankhon pe piroya.
ek din kisi baat pe jab woh rooth gaya tha,
us haadse ke baad, yeh dil toot gaya tha.
ek din kisi baat pe jab woh rooth gaya tha,
us haadse ke baad, yeh dil toot gaya tha.
ek shaqs raaste mein kahin choot gaya tha,
us haadse ke baad, yeh dil toot gaya tha.

ek shaqs raaste mein kahin choot gaya tha,
us haadse ke baad, yeh dil toot gaya tha.
ek shaqs raaste mein… raaste mein.

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