uf yeh dunya aur dunya key log!

sab khethe thay
kay mujh mein woh baath nahi
dunya say dur ho kay
apnay mein jeenay lage
akele pan mein wishwas kiya
na kohi apna dunya mein rakha
na kohi apna apno mein raha
phir ek shaksh
aandharon say nikala
darti khamooshi ko phir say awaaz diya
purana kal bhula kar
anay wala kal ko dhum diya
itna pyar paya
kay yakeen hee nahi ho sakha
dunya hee say woh aya
aur meray andharay ko rung diya
salon sal us key angrahi mein nachti rahi mein
chor diya apney ap ko uski sansoos key liyeh
pal mein jo pyar diya
jo izzat di
jo takat di
ek hee japat mein badal diya
na raha woh pyar
na rahi woh izat
jis takat say mei ney zindagi bani
usi takat ko usne barbat kar diya
chor diya usney mujhey
dunya hee key liye
aur aaj woh chilata hai
kay muj mein woh baath hi nahi
kay mein uss key khabal hee nahi!

still under progress

what are we but mere clay models
stretched above us is the flesh that covers our true self
but beyond the flesh and muscles
the tissues and veins
lays the organs of whispers
each beating along their own drumming rhythm

what makes us mere humans
beyond the ordinary
our emotions, our mind,
the rushing of different sensations
the love we brood over
the hurt we hide through smiles
the happiness we exuberate
the hope and wishes of our dreams
fiercely crashing against lifes realities

yet within all the miracles
that God has so kindly bestowed upon us
miracles beyond our imagination
un touched, un appreciated
we forget all that has been blessed upon us
and focus on that wrath of what pulls us down
digging us deeper in to our pit of waste

like a whirl wind of chaos and commotion
we whirl around the negatives and down falls
forgetting that beyond the twist and turns
a new breeze is born
over and over

but this mere human
forgetting all her pain
has tried to focus on all that lifts her spirits
and holds on to it
like a child holds on to her mothers finger
in the very first contact of her new beating life

how awful it is
to wake up with a new found thought
with a urge of intense need
and have it be unaswered
have it be ignored

how much do we mere humans
possessing such immense volcanic emotions
take simple treasures for granted
and how we miss them
when there slated from our hearts
and thrown away