Galib already!

No, I wasn’t meant to live and be loved.

If I’d lived longer, I would have waited longer.

Knowing you are faithless, keeps me alive and hungry.

Knowing you faithful would kill me with joy.

Delicate are you, and your vows are delicate, too,

so easily do they break.

You are a laconic marksman. You leave me not dead but perpetually dying.   

I want my friends to heal me, succor me.

Instead, I get an analysis.

Conflagrations that would make stones drip blood are campfires compared to my anguish.   

Two-headed, inescapable anguish!

Love’s anguish or the anguish of time.

Another dark, severing, incommunicable night.

Death would be fine if I only died once.

I would have liked a solitary death,

not this lavish funeral, this grave anyone can visit.

You are mystical, Ghalib, and, also, you speak beautifully.

Are you a saint, or just drunk as usual?

Dialect

Once I spoke the language of the trees,
Once I understood each word of the dying bark,
Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the darkness,
And shared a conversation with the match stick in my head.
Once I heard and answered all the questions of the heart that was failing when her breath started ragging and her palms became sweaty
And joined the crying of each falling dying flake of snow,
As I scribbled down these words in a flurry
Rewind the tape, repeat without hesitation
That is the pain which is same across the seven seas, throbbing like the wound festering without her exalt.

Once I spoke the language of the dying tree…
Why did it go?
How did it go?
Where did it go?

 

I know something

Wouldn’t this old world be better
If the folks we meet would say –
“I know something good about you!”
And treat us just that way?

Wouldn’t it be fine and dandy
If each handclasp, fond and true,
Carried with it this assurance –
“I know something good about you!”

Wouldn’t life be a lot happier
If the good that’s in us all
Were the only thing about us
That people are bothered to recall?

Wouldn’t life be a lot happier
If we praised the good we see?
For there’s such a lot of goodness
In the worst of you and me!

Wouldn’t it be nice to practice
That fine way of thinking, too?

“You know something good about me;
I know something good about you”

Answer

“It’s in the heart of the grape
where that smile lies.

It’s in the good-bye-bow in the hair
where that smile lies, For which remember in those lanes
It’s in the clerical collar of the shirt grey and black
where that anger lies, I remember in those capital lanes

That smile took my seventh life if I had,
caught here in the painted photograph, I am just left with that
It’s peeling now, age has got it,
a kind of cancer of the background
It’s like a rotten flag,
pocked with mold”

MERCY
who am I?

I open as a vein
and my blood rings like roller skates.
I open the mouth
and my teeth are an angry army.
I open the eyes
and they got sick like wolves
with what they have seen.

I open the hair
and it falls apart like dust balls.
I open the dress
and I see a child bent on to gallows.
I crouch there, sitting dumbly
pushing the blood out like water,
letting the whole brown world
turn into sweets.

who are you?
Mercy Questioned
I am aging without sound, into darkness, darkness.
Merely a kid keeping alive with your name.

 

For Now

Out of your whole life give but a moment!

All of your life that has gone before,

All to come after it, so you ignore,

So you make perfect the going, condense,

In a rapture of rage, for perfection’s endowment,

Your thoughts and my feelings and my soul and your sense

Merged in a moment which gives me at last

You around me for once, is what i beg

Me not sure, that despite of time future, time past,

This tick of our life-time’s one moment you will what i live for,

How long such suspension may linger?

The moment eternal just that and no more

When ecstasy’s utmost we clutch at the core

While souls burn, hearts open, eyes shut and heart dying to meet.

Her Walls

She had a wall that no one can’t see
Because its deep inside of her with only thing she was left to be,
It blocks her heart on every side
And helps her emotions to hide.

‘He can’t reach in,
He can’t reach out,

All he does is wonder
what it’s all about,

The wall she built that no can’t see
Results from insecurity, someones absentee

Each time she tender, heart was hurt
The scars within grew worse and worse.

So stone by stone,
She built a wall,
That now so thick he can’t make it fall.
So he keeps on pushing, pushing and pushing ; How hard can it be

Her walls !!

Please ! understand that its only you
So i will continue trying to break through.

let me in ! This fight isn’t about your own self
And love from me will really really help.

So bit by bit,
Chip at her wall,
Till stone by stone it starts to fall.

He knows the pain so he will take it slow
It was never easy to let her go

Of hurts and failures long ingrained,
Upon her heart from years of pain.

Don’t be so afraid
To let him in;
Only she knows he might get hurt again.

He tries so hard to break the wall,
But seem to get no where at all.
For stone upon each stone feelings are stacked,
And left between them not a single crack.

The only way,
To make it fall is imperfections in the wall

She did the best she could to build a perfect wall,
but there is his strong will that will never be billed,

A few small space, which is the key
To breaking through the wall of she.

Please use each space
To cause a crack the pain
To knock a stone off the stack.

For just as stone by stone was laid
With every hurt and every pain

So stone by stone the wall will break
As his love will replaces every ache.

Please let him be the one
Who cares enough
To find the space,

For the voice of his, dark and heavy, whispered
“Let me in”
Promising joy, love and thrills
not found in safe places for all those years gone
and for all those years yet to come, he will still wait with a strong will
So, let him in.

 

 

When will i find you again?

It’s been a long summer and cold winter,
My heart has found a splinter,
And it’s getting more bloody as the years go by.
I scream in silence when I feel alone
Is life worth living?
I don’t know she says.
Lost in this gamble that’ll leave my heart in shambles
And the road that leads to home becomes the one least traveled.
Everyone has advice that’s supposed to make it better,
But how can it get better when we’re never together.
In the end, we’re all just doing the best we can.
With a question of when will i find you again.

There’s a hole named mercy in my heart
which has got an internal bleeding, with lot of emotions in cart.
I just can’t plug it up and I don’t know why.
My mind has lost its head and my soul is blackened and dead
And I’m not quite sure I’m gonna make it this time.
With only one question of when will i hear from you next time.

When will you listen and realize that time and distance
Are difficult even for the strong?
And how am I to even comprehend the blunt words you say.
When will I be whole again?
With i have to choke in my throat, everynight
And I can’t hold back the tears dry enough to upset the sea beach
All i know is i can do this for hundred more long years.
This worry suffocates me and my subconscious hates me.
I was never brave enough to challenge my fears.
With only one question in my mind
when will i find you again?

Years grow out of days and all that hate fade’s
Until i am left with nothing but healful heartbreak.
Do I show you that I’m hopeless and don’t know if life has a purpose, other than being gone but remembered,
or should just keep smiling even though my dreams are fake?
Then I see your face,
Feel the warmth of your loving embrace.
I’m just a lonely man trying to make the most of what I’ve got
And accept the things I’m unfortunately not.
But what is fortune anyway?
It’s hearing from the person you always wanted live for.
And a love like this is worth the pain.
There’s no air now, but you’ll breathe again, even if it means to kill myself
It takes just a smile to cure a heart infection,
A comforting touch to remind me of my direction.
He fills the cracks in my heart so there’s only one question:
When will i hear from you again?

My nights are lonely and fills with sorrow
The stars are not shining in the sky
My thoughts are scattered without plans
Your Hazy Green eyes are being noticed with only one question,
Tell me, when will I see you?

She

In the cusp of closing night, I look into your weary eyes;
once outshining city lights. I see no way to realize
the healing of this blight – I venture to make a phoenix cry.
Remedy of such mythos might, just prove unjust cries.
Chance restoring your ere vacant sight – fighting soul’s primal guide.
As any chance to restore my bride, binds our fractured lives.

Cure me off,  Heal me in.
Act as your name, i will wait in pain.

You want me dead

Can’t reclaim the love that I give you
It’s to the point where I adore and I abhor you,

I thought you were the one, you are the one
But you say there was nothing in common,

Tune in to my heart rather than your head
I won’t let you forget me till i am dead,

You left me falling and landing inside my grave
As for you there was no reason to be brave,

I know that you want me dead
So i will hold that pain in bloody red, Like you always said

I know it’s all in my head
Will i still think of you in my deathbed?

You were my everything
I think i horded too long  just to cling,

Now I’m just better off dead
That’s how i am probably gonna end,

I’ll do it over again and again
For once there is no end to this pain, which i always gain

You gave me a heart that was full of mistakes
I gave you my heart and you made it break,

I close my eyes and see a girl of a thousand tears
With no cry to speak she holds many fears, with no dears

The voices screaming loud as hell
Big Bang and sealed room makes it more of a prison cell,

Nothing in the world could stop me down
Now i fly among the stars without a worry to fight the crown,

Too much drugs and alcohol
What the hell was i fighting for?

That i am too numb and just too dumb to change the story
I know, I know there no reason to die in mercy glory,

Off with your dreams you deny
Just to sleep another night and then sleep cry,

Messages with no reply
Did i ever miss your sight, all i ever got was just a cold bye.

You know where to type back
I will be ready to miss my flight and loose my backpack.

Dark night pushes everything to black
But remember that December when i was off to your place with no track,

Need a chance just to breathe and feel alive
Find me where the day meets the night and just show me the light.

Sombre

My sun set deep in dungeons and so rose yours
Respite from the memories meant best of cures;

My time froze with you with emotions abridged;
I stood my ground, with your sights rich;

It’s not about the sight, it’s Respite;
Of being rid of this torment, my right

true cometh my reality, gone be this seclusion;
To hope to succeed is but an illustrious illusion