Friday, December 13, 2002

Turnaround


I saw you first in that frenzy way
And I was sure, in my heart you’ll stay
I wished on spot that my love was found
But fear I felt, would you ever turnaround

For those fractions of seconds
             When you once glanced at me
I felt your eyes would stick
             Daring all norms for as they be
You didn’t realize my love
             And preferred to turn away
But that didn’t happen for long
             As you again fell in my way
And this time as I wished
             We had a direct eye-contact
A chance to share those pensive moments
             And a chance to interact
But you break my heart
             Only to walk away
And I kept staring at you
             With a humble request to stay

Then all of a sudden you stopped walking
My breath ceasing and my heart started rushing
And then I was sure that my love was found
You fell in my arms, the moment you turnaround

Saturday, December 7, 2002

Did you say something?


Your eyes would speak
             This I felt for a while
The lips are silent
             But not for a smile
The words would flow
             Like a rhythm divine
Though you keep the silence
             But I know you’re mine

The first glimpse of yours
             Piercing my lonely heart
We are looking at each other
             Is this the end or the start?
We share that glance
             Till the norms allow us to do
Till the end is just the beginning
             In this world for me and you

In the labyrinth of this dilemma
             We greet a simple ‘hello’
Inaudible is the sound
             But the depth isn’t shallow
We keep looking into each other’s eyes
             And the words became so tempting
Bound to ask you the first question
             Did you actually say something?

Genial daughter


They all may be pleasing
             And they all may be servile
But none stands firm in front of those looks
             In front of that genial daughter smile

To greet me a ‘hi’ in front of her dad
             Being the most challenging act
And she does it with perfection
             With an utmost tact
Those waving of her fingers
             And a subtle movement of her lips
Tries to steal from her dad’s eye
             With those orthodox flips

But she is one of those rarest daughters
             Who doesn’t change her attitude
Even when her dad is absent
             She maintains her rectitude
Her decency being her greatest asset
             She speaks so less, that I know
Even if she desires to talk to me
             Her words are no more than ‘yes’ or ‘no’

Those are the reasons
Why every dad will feel proud
             As I also pray to God, no matter
To grant me a wish which I desire
             And bestow me with a Genial daughter

Wednesday, June 26, 2002

Drench the young lady – 2


I saw her in my dreams
             Donned in that dripping wet attire
Her mind-blowing looks
             Aroused in me the dormant fire
Oh my dear God
             Why do you bring this rain?
When you drench the young lady
             She only blushes with shame

When it drizzles down the sky
             It unlocks her beautiful hair
Those soothing droplets touch her lips
             And her fragrance filling the air
The ultimate of her beauty
             Was present in that memorable sight
So when you drench the young lady
             Try to dim the natural light

I could see the drops of rain
             Trickling down her cheeks
Through the curves of her dress
             Her beauty really peeps
I desire to kiss her once
             As these moments are very rare
So whenever you drench the young lady
             Just make it sure that I’m there

Monday, June 24, 2002

Fire that she sparks


The secretive glance that she gives
             Explanations could be weird
Her tender smile that goes right through
             Experiences can’t be shared
She deliberately tries to do it
             I presume as if it’s so
And the fire that she sparks
             She could even hide as if to show

The fire that she sparks
             Is enough to melt my frozen heart
The short stint of the sudden burst
             Could make our dreams all apart
She rules all my heart
             And deliberately tries to arouse the flame
Her control is damn amazing
             As her stance is not the same

The fumes would fill the whole ambience
             The rendezvous reminds me all
The moment my eyes strike your glimpse
             My reflexes begin to crawl
The fire that she sparks
             Makes it all the more feasible
To melt my heart all through
             As she’s the most irresistible

Sunday, June 9, 2002

Regretting the last goodbye


I’m not complaining about my fate
             As it’s just the matter of chance
You rule my heart with your killer smile
             And your simple second glance
But you are made for somebody else
             So I shouldn’t even try
And that was the time when I decided
             To say you the last goodbye

I know that my feelings are weird
             But you are still completely unaware
I wish I could open my heart
             And give you a bit of that share
I never confessed my love for you
             And that’s the reason when I cry
And that’s the reason why I decided
             To say you the last goodbye

I know that my whole world dwells
             In the extreme depth of your eyes
Still you’re not my lady
             That’s the fact I realize
Confusions arising out of it
             That should I leave or should I try
And that was the day when I decided
             To say you the last goodbye

Your touch could make me crazy
             And could make me live through my life
Persisting in my every hurdle
             And helping out in every strife
I wish I could hold your hand once
             And feel the time passing by
But that could only be a dream
             As I’ve confessed my last goodbye

I’m completely mad for you
             Whenever you go out of sight
And when you fall in front of me
             I try to forget what is right
I know you are not made for me
             Then why don’t I prefer to die
This heart still beats for you my lady
             As I’m regretting the last goodbye

Wednesday, June 5, 2002

How was I supposed to know?


I run down to a crossroad
             Where my destiny dooms large
When my past shatters in front of my eyes
             It’s only your presence which gives the charge

How was I supposed to know?
             About all my dreams of late
I desired to have you as my better half
             But you’re somebody else’s fate
How was I supposed to know?
             About the beats of my heart
That even after liking you so much
             Before we meet, we’ll go apart

My past was a bitter one
             When my heart takes over the mind
I face right there a breach of trust
             But then it was you, whom I find

How was I supposed to know?
             That my find will go in vain
You still reside in my heart
             But your presence is not the same
How was I supposed to know?
             That one day I’ll have to retract
I confess that I’m in love with you
             And this is the only bitter fact

Monday, May 27, 2002

Ecstasy by the evil


When the devil inside me rises
             And makes me do all the evil
One brutal act leads to another
             As the addiction dominates the will
The delight that I get
             Out of that wickedness
I enjoy breaching the trust
             Out of that sheer crookedness
I tend to worship the Satan
             And the mortals I tend to kill
When damn goes the humanity
             That’s the ecstasy by the evil

I dig my canines
             Into the flesh of the innocent
The trickling blood from the jaws and claws
             Gets damn on the complaisant
The taste of that red hot blood
             Satiates my intense desires
And the sinking pulse of those mortals
             Leading only to the pyres
It’s not my fault, it’s their fate
             I only carry the orders of the devil
I really enjoy making people cry
             That’s the ecstasy by the evil

When my claws scratch their skin
             And split their veins apart
They would beg to die rather
             Bearing that pain on their part
I’ll watch the tears
             Roll down their cheeks
Accompanied by the fear
             With the howls and shrieks
They’ll bend on their knees
             And acknowledge the power of the devil
I’ll repeat these acts again and again
             As that’s the ecstasy by the evil

The will fear to breathe
             And fear to even open their eyes
The evil spirits will haunt their neighborhood
             For their instincts to terrorize
Loneliness can be so terrific
             Soon the mortals will realize
Darkness stretching beyond extremes
             And the silence filling the cries
Then this world would be compelled
             To worship the cruel devil
And that’s the point where I retain
             The ecstasy by the evil

Sunday, May 26, 2002

Devil’s kingdom


Not to forgive and not to forget
             Those the words that devil says
Dog eats dog in this bloody world
             Cruelty grows in thousand ways
Trust not the people
             Bring them down to your feet
Honesty will lose its power
             So never hesitate to cheat

                          All is fair in this devil’s kingdom
                          Only the selfish ways exist
                          Evil rules the world all through
                          And chop the heads if they resist

Where treachery holds the wand
             And death looms over the head
When trust splits into two
             I only desire for the bloodshed
I love watching the people
             Begging for a piece of mercy
The satanic instincts that it generates
             Only the devil’s eyes can see

                          All is fair in this devil’s kingdom
                          Hell being made the mortals’ lives
                          Snatch away the peace they have
                          It’s on which the devil thrives

When tolerance crosses the limits
             The world no less than a hell
Then make the devil rise in you
             And let the gladiator rebel
            
                          Split the veins of the good
                          Remove the existence of spirituality
                          As all is fair in this devil’s kingdom
                          Destruction being the reality

Mystique in her eyes


I thought I was dreaming away
             But I was staring at her eyes
I lost all my soothing senses
             For the mystique in her eyes

My heart beats the double time
             When imaginations go all wild
My reverie starts to dominate
             Being all the subtle and mild
The glance that she steals
             My soul yells and cries
I would prefer to die instead
             For the mystique in her eyes

I thought I would confess
             But I kept staring at her eyes
I lost all my soothing senses
             For the mystique in her eyes

The depth in her eyes
             I was trying to analyze
I was searching for my presence in it
             If she would ever realize
She took me captive
             But my emotion flies
I was ready to serve my lady
             For the mystique in her eyes

I thought she would understand
             As I kept staring at her eyes
I lost all my soothing senses
             For the mystique in her eyes

Monday, May 13, 2002

Jeans baring the midriff


You are probably unaware
             As how my heart really beats
How my mind thinks about you
             And how my love really treats
I would die to have your glimpse
             And of the squint of those eyes
I would prefer to die instead
             Reaching to the paradise
                         
                          I would dream to hold you
                          With my arms round your midriff
                          As I only desire to watch you
                          With that jeans baring the midriff

I feel like looking at you
             All through the day
I love to dream about you
             Being an honest this I say
Your stance makes me crazy
             For your gorgeous looks in western
Your instincts make me mad
             For your pretty looks in Indian

                          I would dream to hold you
                          With my arms round your midriff
                          As I only desire to watch you
                          With that jeans baring the midriff
                          So, please come near me, my sweetie
                          So as I put my arms round your midriff
                          My desires and dreams come to reality
                          With that jeans baring the midriff

Sunday, May 12, 2002

Drench the young lady


Those sublime looks were amazing
             And amazing was her smile
Those eyes could make anybody crazy
             And could compel to think for a while
Just think and imagine the moment
             And try to visualize the scene
When you drench the young lady
             Does her beauty really mean!

The monsoon at its full swing
             And the downpour at its force
She walked down the street
             Through a straight long course
Oh my dear God
             Why did you bring this rain?
You did drench this young lady
             And your effort wasn’t vain

You drench the young lady
             And she blushes with shame
Her clothes stick to her curves
             And her beauty isn’t the same
Droplets of rain drip down her neck
             And her lips shiver in the cold
Her body blossoms in that rain
             Turns her beauty manifold

I only desire to kiss
             Or probably desire to care
So whenever you drench the young lady
             Just make it sure that I’m there

Thursday, April 25, 2002

Drooping down the neckline


Oh! That neckline which she had
Quite enough to make me mad
Its extent could fall beyond expectations
I felt like drooping down its limitations

Drooping down the neckline
             I was lost in her fragrance
Those pensive moments were beyond my control
             As they had a beautiful essence
The aura of that state
             Which her presence could destine
I would prefer to die instead
             Drooping down the neckline

Drooping down the neckline
             The warmth I could feel
I touched and traced down her body
             For my lovelorn heart to heal
I kissed through her neckline
             And a chill runs down her spine
Her lips shivered at that instant
             When I was drooping down the neckline

Drooping down the neckline
             I hold her pretty close
I embraced her into my arms
             When love and emotion flows
Finally I confessed to that damsel
             And stated that ‘you are mine’
I acknowledged my love for her
             Drooping down the neckline

Wednesday, April 10, 2002

Bid a goodbye


Our heart wobbles over
             When we think of the good-byes
Our memories run for the cover
             When we go for parting ties

So, we want you to fill the ambience
             And celebrate with the depth of the heart
We all want you to be with us
             To bid a goodbye when we part

We’ll miss you all


Our venerable seniors
             When you part from this department
We’ll have a place reserved for you
             Also in our heart apartment

Your presence brightens up the day
Your intellect has many things to say
Your energy burns up all the hay
And then we have a bill to pay
             Oh! Come on! Just kidding!
That was only a joke to say
We know,
That your goals have a movement like a ray
You all succeed in your life
That’s the only thing we pray

We remember,
The day we first stepped
             In the department of business administration
Big question mark on every guy’s face
             But with a distinct satisfaction
We never expected that you’ll create
             Camaraderie full ambience
That today our heart laments
             Even by that parting sense

What to mention about our Mesdames
Though quite a few are the names
We’re sure you’ll rise
             To the paramount position
None of you will settle for hausfrau
             And continue the blind tradition
You take the world in your stride
             With the utmost precision
Break all barriers, remove all fences
             As well as the superstitions

Dear Sir are on the hit-list
             Then you all turn to be evangelist
Our dear brethren can outflank any philanderer
Yet you all are called philanthropist

So, now guys
             It’s time to get into the groove
As we have some lip-smacking supper
             And a foxtrot to prove

So, go and get your part or pie
Otherwise you’ll lag behind ‘mere bhai’
The floor is ready for your ‘jhatkaa’
And we can’t help if somebody ‘ atkaa’

We’ll have some toothsome vegetarian
That you’ll remember till septuagenarian
But mind it out the chilly ‘mircha’
That has proved us a lot of ‘kharcha’

Wherever you go, whomever you meet
             Wo perfume zaroor laggane ka
And whenever you’ll sense its fragrance
             Humko yaad zaroor karne ka
We’ll miss you all a lot
             Yeh baat hai bataane ka
Those exciting moments which live forever
             Always yaad rehne ka

We all had some exciting times together
The memories of which are imprinted forever
We’ll pray that you sync all around
             And raise the coveted banner
We’ll pray that you win all through
             In a competitive manner
If you face a tryst with life
             We’re sure that you’ll always dare
But in case if you need us there
             You’ll either find us or in prayer

Thursday, March 21, 2002

For my poor Angel


You had almost proved
             That you’ve some exceptional guts
I tend to believe
             That your mouth never shuts
But why do you get
             Involved in a panga
I try damn hard
             To resist any danga

Anyway…
For cutting me down
             You choose that hathiyaar
Which I only use
             To spread love and pyar
You gave me a poem
             And what did you expect?
But on your buddhi and dimaag
             I really doubt and suspect

You come like an ajnabee
             With a khoon bhari maang
Your guts ka kya kehna
             But I think you take a bhang
Quarrels don’t suit you yaar
             B’coz angels don’t use hathiyaar
So stop using your meethi chhuriyaans
             And try to spread a little pyar

When you take a panga with me
             Meethi chhuri’s dhaar becomes kharaab
And whenever I talk with any other girl
             You become jal bhun ke kawaab
I understand you become very jealous
             But you try to hide your emotions
And when I wrote poems on Shiksha
             You came out with such typical reactions

Chalo koi baat nahi
             I can understand your situation
Girls usually react in that way
             When their boy-friends have different relations

At last but not the least
             I would like to tell you one thing
I don’t go for haseeno ka mela
             Haseenas fall on this smart young thing
And regarding your statement
             Kash koi ladki mujhe pyar karti
When you’ll se my fiancĂ©e
             You’ll realize
             Why puri duniya uspe hai marti

She is prettier than the prettiest
             And an ultimate of beauty
She is just damn beautiful
             All like a pixie cutie
Par tum kyon ho jalti
             Aur bekaar me ho darti
Arre use jaake poochho meri kadar
             Kyonki wo pyar sirf mujhi se hai karti