The running water

We tempt to catch the glimpsesYet they pass enticing without pleasesSo many things to seeSo many places to travelVery few are fortunate to visitNone can stay forever.Change is the only thing we seeLife is indeed a moving trainReservation in journey is ultimate aimWe fight to secure a place to restKnowing nothing is permanent.

Remain warm and cozyFree from the coldness of outer world.You remove your skinAnd I shall put mine.Your voice will intoxicate,And my mind will write romance.No need for any furnace to melt the ironJust pour your passionEverything will melt.Even a petal between usWill be the distance of eternity.Let our love looseTo freeze the timeLet the wind…

Tolerance was our “Mantra”And in speech that appeals YetIn reality they play with itAnd they say we are just testingTo what extent it can goBut they forget it is a silentBomb and volcano which they createIn a process very slowNo country can survive by remainingAloof in this global villageThe effect on one will translateTo others,…

Her wafa mein bhi sochte hain humKuch toh baat hai kyun kar rahe ho tumChot se bhare ab toh ghav hainKuch sukoon mile sochte hain humAb wafa mili mujh ko akhriJab gayi saanse ab nikalne hain dum

somewhere in your hairs

below, waves on waves