registaan mein baraf

Tum toh gaye par yaad baaki hai
Aajkal toh bas tumhari awaj hi kaafi hai
Tumhari chehera aisi yaad aati hai
Mere aakho ke saamne
Jaise ki kohi khwaab ho
Kohi khana jaise laajawab ho
Tomhari bak bak karne ki aadat
Tumhari wo ibadat
Kaene ki tariko ki yaad Hai abhi bhi mujhe
Kaise bhulao tumhe
Jabki tumne mujhe wo dardnaak lamho
Mein hasna sikaya
Ab hasta hu mein chahe gum ho
Ya khushi par tumne mujhe rulaya
Duniya chodke jaane ki jarurat nahi thi
Ab pawon kaise tumhe??? Chahe kahi bhi
Jaakar dhudoon nahi paasakta
Par tumhe is aaahik se kya waasta
Tum toh gaye ho aaamaan ki taraf
Aur mein yaha hu registaan mein baraf
Ko dhoodta huwa
#simu
(my first attempt at a hindi poem)
-yakaa: jujaan

Comments

switch over please

my palms sweat like i've lost a bet and my body shivers and my left hand quivers short breaths and a sharp headache but it all begins with the most simplest of things like a stammer of words, like noticing the quirks but the most irritating thing is the soft voice that sings the lullaby of my own demise, add blurry eyes to the list and that kiss of my demise begins to start leaving me asking questions like "what the hell am i supposed to do?" so i switch over whenever i can #criss(the switch over part) (#promise...don't worry this shit is a part of me) -yakaa: jujaa:

bad day

he's shaking now everybody's wondering how well how about him wanting to shout that he is stressed the darkness has carassed his forehead and given him the dark kiss he's vomited twice and has a loose shit and he's being torn apart bit by bit his anxiety's more than just waist deep his WiFi's dead so no distractions and his stomach's been upturned by constant contractions yet he fights yet he writes till he sees tomorrow's light keeping a little bit of hope in sight but he can't contact his love and he is worried cause he has to shove more pills into his throat no more load he says yet sleep's not on its way it's been one of the worst days and on the floor he lays under the dark sky believing his own lies knowing that he is weak but still believing that he is growing stronger with each passing breakdowns -yakss: jujaa (i actually wrote this poem about a week earlier but as i already said, no WiFi to upload. it w...

chasing the shadow

i"ve been chasing it for sometime like a sniper waiting to snipe slowly and patiently and just as i about to catch him he runs away far from my grasp and then i laugh like a madman flaring my hand up in the air cause i know what happens next i loose the person i right in my index finger like the person i count the first and she is leading me like a bright beacon like i'm her lost son and all i can do is reach out for her reach out for her red curls she is looking at me with those eyes the ones that despises my sad face but all i can do is chase her cause i'm forever falling behind... #batman (m always chasing her shadow) -yakaa: jujaan (though she is leading me to the bright path... i'm afraid that i'll be left behind... just like #pinch_of_hope left me behind... just like #promise left me behind. i'll always be afraid of that,) blog exclusive _eklo yatri

extra dark coffee

Search This Blog