M Asim Nehal

moon in still water

A book waits for a decadeIn the era of WhatsApp and Kindle

I went there and what I saw thereWere people wearing the mask andThe dresses they wore were hiding the statusAnd faces were wrapped with artificial smilesThey said, you must go to celebrationTo see the real happinessAnd what I found was amazing egosThe boast o achievementsThe pampering, false speechesAnd that made me sick of personality cult

Kab aaye, kis liye aur kya chahte hoLagte to apne ho, Kaun ho tumDarr lagta hai, kahin chod na jaaoDil laga baiThoon to tod na jaoKash ma kash mein hoonKaise tumhe bataoon, kaun ho tumAitbaar karke, dagha khaa bhi chuka hoonSukoon-e dil ko aazma bhi chuka hoonKhoon se darta hoon,Dil ki dhadkan kya sunaoo, Kaun…

flames are immortal

unbuckled ship floats

Let the fragrance flow in all directionsLet the aspirations of buds bloom to flower

a new beginning

Tu mera tha na raha hai na hoga bhi kabhiTu to rehta hai mere jism mein rooh ki tarahMere jazbaat se wo is tarah khela hai kiyaJaise haathon se kabootar ko udane ki tarah.Rasmo ko bhi usne is tarah se nibhaya hai kabhiJalte hue charagon ko bujhane ki tarah.Qurbaton mein bhi mere sath wo aise…

In the growing life’s treeThere is no place for stiffness.