Showing posts with label Of Hatred. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Of Hatred. Show all posts

Thursday, November 13, 2014

AYE KHUDA

Aye Khuda
Aisi bhi kismat kyu banayi
Ke ro pada tu bhi
Apni kahani jo maine sunayi

Jab bhi gira tujhey yaad kiya
Suni na tune ek meri
Kar mehnat jo chhua aasmaan
Toh kehta hai dua hai teri

Na lunga ab naam tera
Na karunga ab pooja koi
Kar sake to kar bhala mera
Agar sach mein hai khuda koi

Aye khuda
Itna gumaan sahi nahi
Ke meri takdeer toh likhdi tune
Khudki takdeer ka pata nahi

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

A DEMON'S ROLE

Your hollowed heart is a grave
Destroying the beautiful cemetery my world is in
The fortress of lies and betrayals you crave
Shall tumble as the demon of love will rise within

Your ruthless wizardry of charm
That has slayed a dozen angels
Will end, you will be unarmed
To burn alone in the fire fuelled by your tears

Your mask of beauty and smiles
Halloweening the evil inside
But time will end your guile
Exposing the scavenger you hide

The graveless deads that you created
Will fill their hearts with blood from your soul
You'll get no pyre nor cremated
Love is a godly creation, you're in a demon's role

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

प्यारी दुश्मन

दिल ने रुलाया आँखों को
बनाया घना रेगिस्तान
भूल कर सभी खताओं को
आसुओं से धोयी यादें तमाम

मूरत बना है दिल में
स्वर्ग सा वो चेहरा
निकालूं कैसे तुम्हे
साँसों का है पेहरा

नफरत की जो तुमसे
दिल से हो गयी बैर
रूठकर ज़िन्दिगी से
नर्क की करे सैर

लेकिन मना लूँगा इसे
तन्हाई से करूँगा दोस्ती
दिल दिया था जिसे
निभाऊंगा उस्से दुश्मनी

मेरे इन आसुओं का
क़र्ज़ है ये तुमपे
बनाकर आँखों को बादलों सा
बिछाया नीर होटों पे

बदलेगा ये मौसम भी
रौशन होगा मेरा जहां
याद करोगी उसे कभी
ठुकराई थी जिसकी पनाः

याद करोगी मुझको
जब घेरेगा तूफ़ान
नहीं मिलूँगा हाथ थामने को
आसुओं से धोना यादें तमाम

Saturday, January 30, 2010

NOT MADE OF STONE

I've been screaming
Hoping someone would hear
But people around are dreaming
Their dreams to me unclear

Even the rocks break down
Getting hit by the waves
But they can't hear a sound
Believing I'm in my grave

They go on to say
That seldom I speak
But their ears they wouldn't lay
To any word my mouth leaks

My wounds are salted
When they ask why I'm off
It's difficult to keep one's tears halted
When what one says, is neglected with a cough

If I were to die
I know you wouldn't shed a tear
But before you make me cry
Know that you have more to fear.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

FREE FROM FREEDOM

My life is of a prince,
Caged behind the palace boundary,
Living the life of unknown sins,
If this is freedom I don’t want to be free

Fortune adores my feet,
Opportunity rests on my hand,
Wealth behind like a huge fleet,
But the world outside is painted on sand

My life that you see,
Has the shine of gold,
It’s a fire seen from far,
Which is burning my blood cold

I have the priority,
In everybody’s sacred list,
But they are all stealthy,
Long hiding their guilty gist

I have the right to see,
But only through borrowed eyes,
They show me I’m happy and free,
But this freedom is my demise

They want me to express,
On doing so they pay no heed,
They don’t know I’m in distress,
Seeing my desires bleed

I have my dream to show,
But they don’t want to see,
I’m free like a wingless bird,
And if this is freedom, I don’t want to be free.