I have not seen the world, but I have been into its depths — with you;
I have not been to the heights, but I have driven into a sea of joy — with you;
I have not stayed awake from night to day, but with the giggles of you;
I have been through, far and far — but the places hold smile and joy, with you.
Tag: memories
memories
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Have Been, You
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Heart of Time
Heart of time…
Day upon day, and turning nights;
every day goes by, one sight;
here and there, belonging of mine —
once, there was a heart of time…Keys of a piano, and melody of sounds;
thunder of the sky, and broken apart;
every time, every day, the mirror does not shine,
left with the broken heart of time…Flying with the speed of the past,
nothing lasts ever, where the race ends;
this is not the end, nor the beginning —
it lies in the anger of time…I bid my love to memories,
immersed in the eyes of time;
lost, but having conquered the world,
living myself, in the heart of time. -
तुम और तुम्हारी सी
मंद-मंद हवा-सी बहती, बेफ़िक्र — एक ज़िद, एक जुनून-सी चलती;
नशे से गहरी एक सोच की तरह, वक़्त की चोट से पुरानी एक याद-सी।सुबह की चादर में सोती, धीरे-धीरे गिरती बूँदें ओस की;
रात की शबनम, और दिन में बुनती — जगमगाती, झिलमिल रंगों में बनती-बुझती।ठंड में ठिठुरती और सोती, एक साये में आती, खो जाती-सी;
एक आस दिल में चुभती हुई-सी — तुम्हारी याद में चलती ज़िन्दगी।बस तुम, और तुम्हारी-सी…
शब्दों में डूबती, सन्नाटे में छुपती-सी;
शाम की दलदल-सी, उम्मीद के दामन में लिपटी।चाय के प्याले में खुलती, मीठी-सी एक सपने में खोती;
एक तनहा रात-सी, आँखों में झूलती एक उम्मीद-सी।ज़िन्दगी से लड़ती-झगड़ती, यह वो एक दिन-सी;
छुप-छुप के हँसती — तुम्हारी याद में चलती ज़िन्दगी।बस तुम, और तुम्हारी-सी…
सफ़र से लंबी प्यार की, आँखों से छोटी बात की;
गहरी साँसों में छुपती, लम्हों में भीगी यादों-सी।इधर-उधर चलती एक कहानी के पलटते पन्नों-सी;
हँसी के चेहरे से हसीन — दुआ और दावा-सी।मैं और तुम में बुनती, एक याद तुम्हारी-सी;
भीगी-भीगी पलकों से — तुम्हारी याद में चलती ज़िन्दगी।बस तुम, और तुम्हारी-सी… मेरी ज़िन्दगी।
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You
I am searching for my solace everywhere —
in fields far away, in the sky below the blue,
in the green near my heart, in memories above all;
face to face, it is just you, in all…I am searching for my peace, every day —
in the dark of day, on the dawn of the moon,
in the rise of cold, within a rising tremor;
and you, in every thought, by day and night…I am searching for my smile —
in the cry of a child, in the company of you,
in the breaking sky, in the joy of midnight’s crises;
losing myself, second after second, in you…I am searching for the words to define you —
in the love of you, in the smile of you,
in the eyes of you, in the day of you;
and in how much I love you… -
Pastimes
Toward there, and the way it possesses —
spanning all my past and future,
I walk behind a shadow of mine,
and hope to shine one day…I see the end, and the start,
having been through point to line;
always so close to success —
but does desire ever cease, this way?New hope, and old remembrance;
an old suit, and a fake smile again;
and I believe in yesterday,
when expectation hangs of its own…Love was easy, and breath;
but with its going, I was lost —
in today’s end, today’s success,
walking alone behind myself, today. -
Forever Smile
She looks around, and flies away;
out of her wings, she brings her memories;
through a day and a night, she murmurs —
like a walking shadow, she lives each day… -
This Life Again
Far from the shadow of yesterday,
a haze of a new day, and a dawn of fate;
with the beautiful memories of you,
I wonder at this life again.Beneath the pillow of dreams,
under the hope of an endless sky,
I gaze through the eyes of the present —
I welcome this life again.Thorns of desire, and the pale;
flowers of love, and of hate;
and with time, you smile —
I love this life again.Endless is my way, my journey;
speechless, the thoughts of mine;
and with one glance of yours one day,
I contemplate this life again…Into the surrey of the day,
you welcomed not my silence;
with the end, it starts again and again —
I am lost in this life again…Secretly, in the span of time,
the worthless seems so worth again;
and with the final words of the way,
and with you, I wonder at this life again… -
Start to End
I am walking down memory lane,
the one I met first, but never last;
still deep in every lonely day,
lost deeper, and remembering all the way…Retrospective, travelling this time —
the one in my worst, and forever;
friend, or beloved — but the one;
and whether I lost or won, still the last one…Drifting through one more memory,
I wanted, but never the way;
and I wondered, long, for one,
and ended up with a lost beloved…All the way through this journey,
one has been there, all the way;
once a friend, a beloved, a friend again —
but the start, and the end, with me. -
The Moment of Love
Once in a while in the day,
filled with love and life,
yes — it came to start,
with the end of the line of desire,
but the long way to another time.I guess it wasn’t the right choice;
I wondered through dusk and dawn,
with eyes filled with hope and love,
but the dew of a shack,
and the shame of neglect,
answered only the shadow of time.And yet the end came with a “yes,”
and I wondered all the dark night;
but the answer came with the truth of none,
and again I wondered, of hate and love —
the beautiful moments of life…not with the one I got,
but with the one I lost long ago,
in that one moment of love. -
Day and Night
The moment of my dream, I seek today…
the one I remember with your love…
the one that lasts in your remembrance.
I feel your touch in every pain I cry at night…
I look for you in my shadow, in the dark…
and I know you are with me, still.Though safe in my heart, you are not in my mind;
though forever in my thoughts, you are not before my eyes…
I wish there were a destination for this sorrow I adore each day,
in this parted life of yours and mine…
Just your memory stays with me, day and night.