Yes, I will...

Yes, I will still love you.

Not because I can forget all that you have done, but just because I can forgive you for all that you have done. You did not betray me; probably, I was not able to keep your trust.

Not because you left me staggering in this stringent world – all alone – all by myself; but because you have taught me to live alone, which I had forgotten since I met you.

I will still love you.

Not because of the way you behave; but, because of the way you made me to behave. I will still love you, because you make me live my life, even now, when you are far away from me.

Not because I want to love you, still; but, because that’s what I have done all my life – I do not know anything else to do. That’s all that I have been doing – that’s all that I can do.

Yes, I will love you, because it’s only you and your love, that I will live for.

---

Neend

The Girl at the middle of the night:
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yeh dil bichhernay ka gham bhulaaye to neend aaye
zehan say tera khayaal jaye to neend aaye
meri seenay mein yaadon ki roshni hai
humaray andar bhi raat chaaye to neend aaye
najanay kyun ho rehi hai tanhaiyon say dehshat
jo aaj sab chaand doob jaaye to neend aaye
thakan say din ki meri badan toot ta hai
woh raat ko aa ker sulaaye to neend aaye
main aakhrii saans ko sambhalay huay khari hun
koi usay aaj sab bhulaaye to neend aaye
humein humaray udaas baaloon mein
woh phair ker ungliyaan sulaaye to neend aaye

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The Boy, somewhere far from her:
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kaash aysa ho, ke mujhe tu yaad kare
aur meri yaad tujhe sone naa de,
ek dusre ki bahon me bitayein hue wo haseen lamhe
tujhe yaad aye, aur sone naa de.

kaash aysa ho, ke main tujhe yaad ayun
har ahat pe tujhe lage ke main hun yehin kahin
har dhadkan se tujhe mere hone ka ahsaas ho
aur wo ehsaas tujhe saari raat, sone na de.

tere ankhon me base hue hain, jo mere khwab
tu unko palkon taq aane kyon nahi deti,
tere dil me mujhse milne ki hai jo junoon
tu use haqikat me badalne kyon nahi deti?

kyon nahi kehti ke tujhe bhi mujhse pyar hai?
kyon nahi kehti ke ye duriyaan tujhe bhi tadpati hain,
bilakti, sulaghti hogi tu bhi mere judaai me
apne aap ko mujhme samane kyon nahi deti?

kaash aysa ho, ke tu yaad kare wo haseen pal
jo humne saath guzare the, ankhon ankhon me
wo din jo jhilmilaye the kabhi apne saath
wo raatein jo humne bitaye the, baaton baaton me.

kaash aysa ho, ke mujhe tu yaad kare
aur meri yaad se teri ankhen bhar ayein
bhari ankhein ho jaaye bojhal humari sapno se
aur tu soye. jaagna na pade tujhko aur raaton me...
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Well, the above two poems are written by two different people. The first half is written by one of my colleagues - Shruthi. And the response from the boy was done by me. The thoughts put in while composing the two pieces were very different from each other and the poets never knew each other's thoughts. I am happy that the poems could be linked together. And I'm sure, you have had a good time reading them...

Agar tu kahe...

Inspired from this poem by mads

Tanha sab hi hai yahan,
aisa main bhi jaanta hoon,
par jab tak ho sake,kya
saath tere chal sakta hoon?

tu khamosh rahe agar to kya
aankhon ko padhna jaanta hoon,
tu na chaahe mujhe to kya,
tere aansoo ponchna jaanta hoon.

vaada nahi har pal paas rehne ka
par dil me hamesha rakh sakta hoon
maut ke baad bhi kareeb rahoon,
pyaar ban tere man me bas sakta hoon.


I know its not so good .. but i dnt know why i could not write beyond this ...


Image source

The Drag

In response to Arv's post: The Winter Sun

His hands trembled along with the line. He did not want to shift his sight from those twinkling pair of eyes. He stared as she bit her lips keeping that smile on. He wanted to hold her – a sudden drag – the harbor seal had the better of him – next moment, he was gasping for air!

In case you mates just argue on the size of a harbor seal!! :P :P

Dear Yamini...

I know

It is difficult

To try and smile

With tears in your eyes

That pain

Engulfs your heart

And you are

Forced to smile

No pain is bigger

Than that little smile on your face

Give it your best

And watch that pain fade away

A smile is never a problem

But a solution to all that you feel

To smile is the best

When nothing seems to be going your way

Your smile is priceless

Please trust my words

If you ever need someone

You can come back to us

You would see me standing there

Waiting for you

With my arms wide open

To hug you, to comfort you

Your pains will be mine

My smiles forever yours

So that if ever you see me frown

You can lend me one sweet smile of yours.

P.S.: I personally feel that 'Smile' is the best medicine to every problem. :)

Image Courtesy

Sleep ..........

a reply to Hashan's post here

Sleep

Oh

human,

come to the

lands of all dark dreams;

where your worst fears will all come true,

and no one wakes up there,till you lose your soul to me

Insane by your smell !! -2

In response to Kajal's Dripping sweet blood

Awaitin'
for the moonrise,
My imortal soul is screamin'
of hunger ,I smell the dripping
sweet blood !!

The Testimony!!

This is a reply to Ms.R's sadistically sarcastic over confidence.

You call me innocently over confident, but I am no Pretender,

I wear no mask, I wear no Veneer,

Mortal I may be, but I weave the web of my own destiny,

And where I stand today, bears the Testimony!!

P.S.: I tried to attempt writing a poetic reply. Please bear with me if you feel it was not good enough!

Image courtesy

Reach me at PRAGMATIC UTOPIA!

DONT CHALLENGE MY MIGHT, I AM BORN TO SURVIVE!

In continuation to Ms R's another power paked reply here.....

Time and Tide have always seen the survival
of those whom you laugh as being mortal
no god no goddess only courage can stand
for which I, man of honor carries a brand !!

One lamp you might extinguish but what about flame
My god lies within me and soon I would tame!
The brutal claws of your devilish strives
Between good and bad only confident mortals survives!!

You call me innocent and I accept I am
Before killing you though I would mark my slam!
On your bare body you callous vampire...
You don't know How determinately your end I desire!

-


- (poetic cries of interpersonal expressions)

(PS - continues take of not taking the vamire slayer seriously ignited the Pic which inspired this reply)

WAITING FOR YOUR JUMP

A reply to faboulous speechbounding poetic work of Ms R here...(awesome!!, loved it sis!!)

Searching just for you I have spent my age,
Now With Faith on God I have set the stage!
I wait for you with traps laid & battle lamps on,
My shots would Finish you before dusk moves to dawn!

- Pulkit
( POETIC CRIES OF INTERPERSONAL EXPRESSIONS)

PS - @ MS R - the battle would have been easier had it been someone apart from you! With you being within the close chords of heart, The relies are hard to jot down :P

I WILL FACE YOU NOW!

in reply to ....this work By Ms R

He has entered my galore
your world of fear I will explore
I stand beside whom you call your prey'
he would no longer be a victim anyway!

- Pulkit (POETIC CRIES)

Another Sleepless Scribble (Night 2)

Continued from Another Sleepless Scribble

4:03 AM

It was another night. Just another one for everyone else; for nobody thought about it before they closed their eyelids for the day – before they surrendered to the dark, still, insensible night. However, the night was not the same for Shona. Shona, never sleeps. She lives in her own world and forgets about all that happens around her. She was sleepless again – again tonight!

Having nothing else to do, having nowhere else to go, having no one to speak to, she came out of her house and strolled in to the lounge – The Writers Lounge. She came in and saw the door closed. Was there anyone there? Well, she did not know. She hardly knows anyone in the lounge, apart from her love – her friend – her mate – her companion. She thought he might be there, somewhere in the lounge, still! This was the best time for him to be in the lounge, and hence, she strolled in – not to disturb him or anyone else in the lounge, but to get a mere glimpse of him. A word or two exchanged would be bonus for her. She crept in.

It was chilling in the lounge. Not a single leaf moved – not one breeze blew. The lounge seemed to be frozen. The lounge seemed to be lonely too – very much similar to Shona. She opened the door with utmost care. It opened slowly and a few rays of light and a few handful of air came in along with Shona. She closed the door behind her. It was pitch-dark. She stood there for some time and checked around her – nobody around – absolute silence. She walked towards the dashboard to check the various posts in the lounge, which were posted today. Her hands were trembling as she browsed through the posts. Her lips moved while reading a few. Her fingers got stuck to a few words and her eyes to a few pictures, but she moved on with the newer posts.

Suddenly she saw a post with her lover’s name on it. Did he post it? Her heart skipped a bit! Yes, it was him who posted this today. Oh! What a feeling! She felt him around while reading his post. It was a story – a simple story of a small village girl. She read the first words of the story, “I Love You Shona…” What? Shona? Was this ‘Shona’ the same as herself? Her heart skipped another beat! He has told her time and again not to talk about themselves in public. He has told her time and again not to relate his stories or poems with herself; but her heart – would it listen? It searches for her in every Cinquain he writes; it hunts for her name in every Acrostic he writes; it looks for her presence in every Haiku he posts. She never found a single post of his which was not related to her. However, he never wrote anything like this before. He never wrote about her anywhere. She was always incognito until this post! She could not believe her eyes. For a moment she wanted to hear his voice and talk to him. Oh! If only she could see him once – for once!

There was a message in the Shoutbox that made the noise to break her concentration. “Hi mates, how are you all doing? None here? Let me talk to myself then J” It was him! Oh! Was he here all the time? She would never know; but, he is here now – right in front. A simple message in the Shoutbox would link her to him. He will come to know that Shona is here too. What a coincidence! Her wish to meet him and to talk to him was fulfilled in couple of minutes time. Oh God, had known this before, would not she have ask him instead?

Shona stood there – unmoved. She did not utter a word. She did not go to the next page. She did not do anything that would tell him of her presence. She would not – for she was not supposed to. She was not supposed to bring him in public. She was not supposed to get close in public. He will not like that and may turn crueler towards her. She would not want that too. She remained invisible. She remained unearthed. She remained silent.

“Good Night Mates… Have a good time reading and a wonderful day. Have fun and keep rocking together.” Another message in the Shoutbox. It was him again. He was leaving. She wanted to call him. She wanted to pull him towards her and kiss him on his lips. She wanted to tell him that she loves him. She wanted to share herself – and everything she had; but she remained silent and he was gone.

She stood there for some time to ensure that he is gone. Once she was sure about his absence, she stood there for some more time. She would never let him know that she was here – feeling his presence and admiring the story he wrote with her name in that. The lounge was chilling, but her heart was beating faster and faster. She did not feel the cold. Her blood was boiling all the time. After a few more minutes, when he was gone, she looked around her again. Nothing has changed. He came and he went away, leaving Shona unnoticed and nothing changed around her. Weird it was, but that was normal, as he told her to be.

She did not break the promise – she could not. She was happy now. She was refreshed. She opened the door again with similar care and came out of the lounge and the door closed behind her.

Off I fly away

In Response to Hashan's Poem: Insane By Your Smell

I fly
Away from you
My blood can’t quench your thirst
So now, off I fly worlds away
From you

नींद

(this is a poetic reply to the kajal's poem sleepless scribble-2)

रात को नींद जब आती हैं ,
आँखों में कुछ ख्वाब लाती हैं ,
कुछ खट्टे कुछ मीठे पलो को ,
कुछ बीते हुए लम्हों को ,
कुछ प्यारे चेहरों को ,
फ़िर से सपनो में लाती हैं ,
रात को नींद जब आती हैं।

कभी भुत का सपना ,
कभी कोई अपना
याद दिलाती हैं ,
रात को नींद जब आती हैं।

जो ख्वाब हकीकत में सच ना हो ,
वो ख्वाब पुरे करवाती हैं ,

कभी प्रेमिका की बात ,
तो कभी माँ की याद दिलाती हैं ,
रात को नींद जब आती हैं।

ताज़गी जीवन में ,
थकान को दूर भागती हैं ,
रात को नींद जब आती हैं।

कुछ अनदेखे चेहरे ,
कुछ अनकही बातें
तो कभी मौत भी
दिखलाती हैं।
रात को नींद जब आती हैं।

चाहे जो भी हो ,
पर जब नींद आती हैं ,
चैन और सुकून लाती हैं ,
रात को नींद जब आती हैं.....

(now for the members who don't know hindi well)


raat ko neend jab aati hain ,
aankho maen kuch khawab laati hain ,
kuch khatte kuch meethe palo ko ,
kuch beete huye lamho ko ,
kuch pyare chehro ko ,
fir se sapno maen laati hain ,
raat ko neend jab aati hain।

kabhi bhut ka sapna ,
kabhi koi apana
yaad dilati hain ,
raat ko neend jab aati hain।

jo khawab hakikat maen sach naa ho ,
vo khawab pure karvati hain ,

kabhi premika ki baat ,
to kabhi maa ki yaad dilati hain ,
raat ko neend jab aati hain।

taazagi jeevan maen ,
thakaan ko durbhagati hain ,
raat ko neend jab aati hain।

kuch andekhe chehre ,
kuch ankahi baatein
to kabhi maut bhi
dikhlati hain।
raat ko neend jab aati hain।

chahe jo bhi ho ,
par jab neend aati hain ,
chain aur sukun laati hain ,
raat ko neend jab aati hain

Another Sleepless Scribble

3:33 AM

In Response to Kajal's A Sleepless Scribble

Tan was always awake, when you tip-toed into the lounge. The gentle wind on your face through the window chilled his spine. He was sitting alone in another corner of the lounge, scribbling on his notepad – making absolutely no sound. It was lonely. It was cold. It was dark. Still, it was fun to be here. Suddenly, the door opened – a thin ray of light became wider as you came in. Tan could see you looking around, fearing if you have wakened anyone else. The notepad in your hand and the desire to write something was visible. You came in and sat near the window, at the corner. The waft ruffled a few strings of hair on your face. Probably you felt shy and you smiled. Diffidently, you sat down and started scribbling. Tan saw it all!

Tan wanted to shout aloud and say ‘Hi’ to you. He was so pleased to see someone alongside at this hour. He was overjoyed and was going to call you. But then, the wind blew again and those strands of hair alongside your chin flew. They brushed your face and you smiled – again! What a wonderful sight! That was something one could die for. Tan felt no different. He could not move. He could not utter anything else. He sat there – in tranquil – staring at the most beautiful sight he has ever seen.

Then you started scribbling. Your hands on the notepad were moving fast and faster. The thin rays of moonlight through the window pane made your face visible. The million dollar smile on your face was noticeable. He noticed it all the time you were there. Tan smiled within himself. Looking at you in harmony gave him eternal peace. All silent! Then suddenly you stood up. The silence broke with the sound of tearing and folding paper. Probably, your scribbling was over and so was the heavenly time. You left the torn paper from your notepad on the table near the window and left the lounge. The door opened and closed – making no further noise.

“Ka…” a soft cry came out of Tan’s mouth, after the long silence; but it was so weak that it could not reach your ears. You did not hear anything and you left. The door closed into silence again. A dark, cold and lonely silence! It was sad and dull. Tan sat down and reluctantly he took his notepad and wrote what you just read. He did not want to, but he wrote, just for the sake of letting you know that he was there – always – all the time! It was silent again, as he finishes writing the note – to you!

Happiness

The following thoughts were inspired after reading Pisku's post on Happiness


Happiness...Tell me how you look ?
where to find you residing
in busy lanes or empty brooks ??

Do you meet only the few elite?
Do i need to pay for you
or can you win you only by fight ??

Do you need a heart or a mind to stay ?
Will you be mine even when am alone
or you come,requested by someone's prayers ??


I might have a lot of other questions from happiness.. will ask later ;)

Mother (A Dedication)

I fight with you almost everyday....but i still love you a lot mom...its a gift from god i treasure the most...thanks for being there...i am sure i havent done justice to what beautiful person a mother is but i wanted to write....i tried kan...

Did god know what he created?
A soul so pure and untainted
Limits to whose love were unknown
Was it always there or with time had it grown?

Bearing the pain with a twinkle in the eye
Her eyes are numb whenever I cry
Buried in her lap, all worries drown
Her loving smile obscures my frown

She calls me her little angel
The one she molded with her love and care
Gave me the wings to fly and dare
Waves came and made me shudder
But she stood by me as an impregnable pillar

Her love so pure and beautiful divine
Gave me her all but didn’t even whine
Took away my pain with every embrace
When my thoughts went limp
She was the one with a ready stash
I never question the presence of God
Because in her I see the almighty Lord

PS: also at my blog http://thehope-life.blogspot.com/

मेरे प्यारे बच्चो

A reply to Hashan's poem :-Main Kabhi Kehta Nahi, Par!!



सूरज सा तेज़ है तुममे ,
चाँद सा हैं शीतल मन हैं तुम्हारा ,
खुश रहो तुम हमेशा ,
ओ प्यारे बच्चो ये कहती हैं तुम्हारी माँ ।

जब गूंजी थी तुम्हारी किलकारी आँगन में ,
खुशियों से भर गया था मेरा आँचल ,
तुम्हारा वो रोना तुम्हारा वो हँसना ,
वो घुटनों के बल चलना ,
वो तुतलाती हुई मीठी सी आवाज़ तुम्हारी ,
जिसे सुनाने को रहती थी बेकरार तुम्हारी माँ ।

वो पहली बार तुम्हारा स्कूल जाना ,
वो मेरी आँखों मै उस वक्त आंसुओ का आना ,
वो तुम्हारी पसंद की चीजे टिफिन मै रखना ,
तुम्हारी हर ख्वाहिश को पुरा करना
तुम्हारी खुशी में ही मेरी खुशी प्यारे बच्चो ।

जब -जब आई है तुम्हे कोई परेशानी ,
जब- जब बहा है तुम्हारी आँखों से पानी ,
तब- तब अपनी साड़ी से पोछा है तुम्हारे आंसुओ को मैंने ,
तुम्हारे हर गम को अपना गम समझा हैं मैंने ।

मेरे लिए तुम मेरी जान हो बच्चो ,
न भूलना मुझे कभी इतना ध्यान हो बच्चो ,
बचपन से जवानी तक संभाला हैं तुम्हे ,
जीने का हर अंदाज़ सिखाया और दुनिया की हर बुरी नज़र से बचाया है तुम्हे ।

अभी भी बाजुओ में मेरे दम बहुत हैं ,
पर अब मुझे तुम्हारे सहारे की जरुरत हैं


पर अब मुझे तुम्हारे सहारे की जरुरत हैं

पर अब मुझे तुम्हारे सहारे की जरुरत हैं ...........

(Now transliteration)






suraj sa tez hai tumame ,
chand saa hain sheetal man hain tumhara ,
khush raho tum hamesha ,
o pyare baccho ye kahti hain tumhari maa ।


jab gunji thi tumhari kilkari aangan main ,
khushiyo se bhar gaya tha mera aanchal ,
tumhara vo rona tumhara vo hasna ,
vo ghutano ke bal chalna ,
vo tutlati hui meethi si aawaz tumhari ,
jise sunane ko rahti thi bekarar tumhari maa ।



vo pahli baar tumhara school jaana ,
vo meri aankho me us waqt aansuo ka aana ,
vo tumhari pasand ki cheeze teefin me rakhna ,
tumhari har khwahish ko pura karna
tumhari khushi me hi meri khushi pyare baccho ।



jab -jab aayi hai tumahe koi pareshani ,
jab- jab baha hai tumhari aankho se paani ,
tab- tab apani saadi se pocha hai tumhare aansuo ko maine ,
tumhare har gam ko apana gam samjha hain maine ।



mere liye tum meri jaan ho baccho ,
na bhulna mujhe kabhi itna dhyan ho baccho ,
bachpan se jawani tak sambhala hain tumhae ,
jeene ka har andaazsikhaya aur duniya ki har buri nazar se bachaya hai tumahe



abhi bhi baajuo me mere dam bahut hain ,
par ab mujhe tumhare sahare ki jarurat hain


par ab mujhe tumhare sahare ki jarurat hain....

Irresistible - 10 (THE DILEMMA)

Your
smell
Is such..
I wonder,
Delights of its taste!
Are we moving in the right direction?
What's a vice and What's a virtue, I wont be able to judge!
I am just a human soul at the peak of my sensual touch!
Wishing you to dissolve within me'
Knowing that its nothing
More for world,
Then just...
a
sin!

(POETIC CRIES - FOLLOW ME THERE - IF U LIKE MY WORK HERE )

My next post In The session
A continuation to...Prats

as The episode - 9a) which is the last post here is a reply to the first episode! so carrying it on from the 8th! episode...Have used the continuity of smell from Tan's rely @ episode 9 too! ;)
@ kajal - Its ur turn! carry this on.... need a reply from u on this one! from her side... ( I wrote from his side... we all should divide and specify sex'es here, to implement thought process and make the FIB more meaningful... whats say? :) )

Irresistible - 3

In continuation to ... Prats reply
To My post...
It
wont
end up
with a kiss...
From there on it will be,
journeys of lust and desires...
The forbidden demands and The passionate moves

FROM -



(poetic cries of interpersonal expressions)
@ prats - ball is in your court!