Sunday, February 28, 2010

~~~...Phir haath nahi aata...~~~

kho jo jaata hai ik lamha, phir haath nahi aata
raat saath guzaar sapna, phir haath nahi aata

aati hai yaad uski subah bhi, shaam bhi yaar
sochun chookar dekhun, phir haath nahi aata

ek nazm, do nazm, hazaaron hi nazm qurban
dhundha har lafz 'Noor' jo phir haath nahi aata

na jaam, na aaraam, chain kahan paye 'Viti' ab
ulfat ka ek katra bhi kabhi phir haath nahi aata...

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

~~~...the muse...~~~

the last cut heals.
i sit and wait for
the miracle.

abandoned sighs
and a rose thorn.
the muse.

numbness of mind
is a cure within
the madness.

Monday, February 22, 2010

~~~...Mann karta hai...~~~

badlon ke beech se jo
ek katra roshni khud ko chhipati nikal aati hai
uske aanchal mein khelne ka mann karta hai

saundhi saundhi si ik
mehak pehli baarish ke baad, jaise ghhul jaati hai
fiza mein, mujhko bhi kho jane ka mann karta hai

khilti kali kholti hai jab
parat-dar-parat khud ko, saare jahaan ko bhati hai
duniya ke samne 'Viti' ko aane ka mann karta hai

chamakti shabnam ho
pankhudiyon par phoolon ki, 'Noor' sa ik laati hai
choom kar uski mithas pi jane ka mann karta hai

Interesting picture series #22

snowww :D

Saturday, February 20, 2010

~~~...Yeh meri teri zindagi...~~~

hai majhdhaar mein nayya, yeh meri-teri zindagi
kabhi sulagti hui lapten, yeh meri-teri zindagi

yunhi geet banke kanon mein thirakti rahi hai
ithlaati, balkhaati, kaisi yeh meri-teri zindagi

teri aankhon ke aaine mein dikh jaati hai, yun
khilke gulaab sareekhi, yeh meri-teri zindagi

'viti' ke ashk hon ya ho 'Noor' ki muskurahat,
kuch alag hi hai baat iski, yeh meri-teri zindagi...


Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Interesting picture series #21





this rose is called "love's promise"....i have no clue why...maybe its based on the red=color of love thing? pretty flower anyway :)

Sunday, February 14, 2010

~~~...Dil uska pighalta nahi hai...~~~

तेरे नींद गंवाने से देख उसे यूँ दर्द होता नहीं है
लाख चाहे तू लेकिन चैन वो तो खोता नहीं है

अब तड़पने का सबब बन चुका है जो 'विती'
मुहब्बत जताके अब्र-ऐ-सुकून बरसता नहीं है


गैर है वो हो कर भी तेरा अपना, तेरा वो 'नूर'
मानता है तुझे बहुत, तुझसे मगर जुड़ता नहीं है 


तेरे इश्क में शायद नहीं तपिश ज्यादा मेरी जान
मोम का हो कर भी दिल उसका पिघलता नहीं है


बावरी हो जाए तू, उल्फत में ऐसी दीवानी है
हज़ारों ख्वाइशों से भरा दिल संभलता नहीं है 

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

~~~...I rage...~~~

I rage
I rage on

ज़मीन से आसमां तलक एक झलक
की तलाश में यह रूह भटकती है

I give
I give up
I try
I try hard
I live
I live now
I cry
I cry alone

I rage
I rage on

कुछ ज़ुबान की खूभी है
कुछ अदा की शोखी है

I hit
I hit myself
I cut
I cut deep
I fly
I fly away
I laugh
I laugh hysterically

I rage
I rage on

एक आग का दरिया था
डूबने का था मेरा इरादा

I swim
I swim through
I erase
I erase memories
I lie
I lie often
I talk
I talk nonsense

I rage
I rage on

यह एक झूठ नहीं था बस में तुम्हारे, क्यूँ?
बाकी ज़िन्दगी भले ही झूठ पर टिकी हो

I loved
I loved you
I desired
I desired company
I realize
I realize defeat
I still
I still rage

I rage
I rage on

किस्सा-ऐ-'विती' ठहर जाता है यहीं देखो
जैसे अधूरी किताब छोड़ गया है शायर...

I rage
I rage on.

Monday, February 8, 2010

~~~...insane i am/i am insane...~~~

four doors and a window.
no walls, no floor.
bed on the roof.
my house; the city of nothing.
light comes and goes.
when 'noor' shines,
darkness prevails.

insane i am
i am insane

birds flying backwards.
there, green hued sky
thats your revenge
for the days of the moon?
an inch of kohl black ice.
control loses balance
eyes open wide.

insane i am
i am insane

courage lost in jungle.
hoopoe hoops hoopla.
happy hoopla hoopoe?
gone before left. left?
autumn sun muses now
gold shines silver here.
'viti' love stamps itself.

insane i am
i am insane

Friday, February 5, 2010

~~~...Nothing will change...~~~

Independence and dignity, 
Two things I adore, I apply.
I will give them up for you.


I won't get a chance though.
You are self-sufficient, free
With no needs, no desires.


Here I am dying for a glance.
There you are, so beautiful,
As ever. Out of reach, range.


I will never give up.  Never.
Nothing wrong in loving.
Without limits or deliberation.


"A rose is a rose is a rose."
You are you.  I am me.
Nothing will change. Ever.

Monday, February 1, 2010

~~~...Till eternity ends...~~~

what use is my life if i dont like to live it?
what use is it if i dont care anymore for anything?
what if there is not even a desire to make it better?
what if all i want is love and nothing else comes close?

i have ceased to exist by myself.
i have given up on you. or have i?

there are birds that call into the silent night,
waiting for the morning to come so they can fly.

look at flowers that are about to burst open,
but dont; they want the sun to open them.

what if the morning decides not to show up?
what if the sun, covered with clouds, just sleeps?

the birds will still be chirping into the darkness.
the flowers will be poised to bloom until they wilt.

what if the love never comes knocking to you?
what if you fail to realize that you are the 'Noor'?

If she is not fortunate enough to love you someday,
'Viti' will then be waiting for you till eternity ends.