नींद

नींद, गयी  कहीं,
लो फिर उड़ गयी,
पेड़ के पत्तों पर,
ठंडी हवा में
खुद ही सो गयी ।

ढूंडा मैंने हर जगह
कम्बल के अन्दर,
बिस्तर के नीचे,
कही नहीं मिली,
गुम ही हो गयी ।

खुद गयी, ले गयी
चैन मेरा,
सपने भी गए,
कमबख्त क्यों वो,
उनको भी ले गयी ।

रात, अँधेरी काली
और ये तन्हाई
और कुछ यादें,
ये ही मेरी साथी,
अब तो हो गयी ।

कोई कह दे,

कोई  कह  दे ,
कि  शाम हो गयी है ,
नींद से अब  तो,
बोझल  है आँखें ।

टुकड़ा टुकड़ा ज़िन्दगी  का
साथ  लेके , चले  थे हम
ना तो टुकडे , ना  ही ज़िन्दगी 
अब  कही  बाकी  है ।

कोई  कह  दे,
कि शाम हो गयी है,
कि दर्द से अब  तो,
काहिल है आहें ।

खेल खिलोने, झूले
वो  लहराती, लहलहाती 
मुस्कुराती आशाएँ,
अब  कहाँ बाकी है ।

कोई  कह  दे,
कि शाम हो गयी है
शाम ज़िन्दगी की,
अरमान यही बाकी है ।

कभी देखे थे,
मैंने भी सपने,
कि पहुँचू वहाँ,
वो जो आसमां अभी बाकी है ।

कोई  कह  दे,
कि शाम हो गयी है ।

Life

Life, the reason to live
where are you ? gone ?
with love of my life.
breath remains, why ?
to moan and cry.
existence, so cursed
so weak , desert dry.
Life ? Where are you ?

Eyes, the method to see
where are you ? gone ?
I am now blind,
vision remains, why ?
to search her and cry
vision, pitch black,
burning, always dry.
Life ? Where are you ?

Touch, to feel her near
Where gone you ? vanished ?
as I got banished, was her life
sensation remains, why ?
to remind of her ?
will she come back
or my hopes all wry ?
Life ? Where are you ?

The Rain

close your eyes
and feel the rain
as it comes warm,
from the evening sky.

open your heart
and feel no pain
let flow with charm
and never let cry.

extend your arms
and welcome it
for its godsend
trust and don't pry.

your soul will drench,
salvation achieved,
divinity so close,
elixir , will never dry.

Path till now ,
all dust and heavy,
its the blessing,
its the rain of joy.

Ascent, Down the life

It was a silent dream
Now, Lost in my mental realm,
why lost, was it killed ?
or was buried and was sealed.


It was lost, no mourning
but labored one offspring
a little malign but pure
it offered a little cure.


The essence that remains
is my soul's food, main,
the soul is dying slowly
leaving this life so lowly.


The essence of my once lost silent dream is now a fragrance
that remains dissolved is recognized now and when but can't be captured.It is growing feeble slowly and will die out some day. The only reason being, its getting mingled with others or it was not strong enough in the beginning as it is in others.Once the fragrance will die out it would kill my life and one more corpse would walk the earth or rather would be dragged along with the tangles of this lowly life.
The essence or the fragrance is none other than the desire to rise in life in whatsoever field, a desire to excel.This was the very essence of my first dream(unfulfilled). Then a new dream is born different from the earlier but essence still the same, compromises in this life has weakened the essence the fragrance and now I demand a less higher pinnacle and who knows this dream may again be compromised for other and my pinnacle would grow shorter.
But the life is not what we get once we reach the pinnacle its the journey to the zenith. And once the journey would be over a new journey a new zenith should lie ahead or life would cease to exist though your existence may not.

the Mist

This is my very first post for this blog .Well why did I name it mirage I am not much clear about it. The faintest idea that comes to my mind is may be I found some mirage like situations and the subconscious prompted this up or what I firmly believe is that I left behind a ray of hope taking it to be a mirage (but its not my fault I am experienced enough to confuse between either two).

Since a very long time I wonder and curse myself rather my eyes as they are responsible for all my falls(not thanking them for the ascent ,in life, they are responsible for ),are my eyes fooling me or they have really gone weak, the eyes ,not the physical one, the one that your mind and heart use to look around to judge to decide the vital decisions of this life..but now I have realized it is a mist around me(ah my eyes are not at fault).and I am the one who can not penetrate it though many others are so strong (in their eyesight) that they never will have an idea that 'mist' exists. The mist prevails very strongly around the eyes that no Sun would ever puff it off it will grow dense and complicated the only rescue is to find some way to look through it or get fooled by the mysterious illusions created by the magicians of this world.magicians may be humans but are situations most of the time that this life puts you through.It might be a bit confusing but every now and then I see magicians around me with glittering eyes putting up the show entertaining (read fooling here) and robbing away my little precious wealth.Wealth as I see it all that you value high and would care for and crave for. Loss and gain, all aspects, monetary relational mental are all part of this very life but it hurts to lose a gem once possessed,it may lie untouched or may be found by someone who would cherish it more than you do or could kick it for a pebble at large.(gem's destiny)