If not for HOPE....

What happens when you have lost Hope!
And you are told to get it back to live,
There are several steps you might have to undo, sew or walk anew,
But in doing so do you still need crutches of hope

Is there no life without hope,
What if there no interest in future or the past,
Is it hope, to thinkof  future and of past,
Does hope live elsewhere and not in future or in past

What if there are no desires or expectations,
From the inanimate and the animate,
From neighbours, strangers, known, unknown, and a wished self of future,
Will hope still survive, drawing its life blood from yet an unknown sphere

If not hope, what is it that keeps people alive,
Is it death, if the body refuses to die,
If not for hope, is it still a responsibility to stay alive,
To thrive in each moment, when you know with each moment sooner you will die

What does make dervishes swing if not hope of love,
What if , untrue is the promise of everlasting  love of divine,
What if God is long dead, or midway wrenched empty of love,
Will the promise of enchanting life shrvil and die.

Is hope and love tied together, poverty of which is despair,
Is numbeness the only web that is real,
Is life a painful journey of numbeness,
In fear of which, the human race deludes itself with hope and love

Maybe the warm hearth of delusions is hard work trail,
Maybe becoming a human is walking on that trail,
What if even when born with a human face, chooses not to walk on that trail,
What happens then, do they wait for the completion of shrivel, to die

Is death a choice as is to live a life,
Or is it a compulsion from which you cannot hide,
Or is it a choice clouded by menancing hope of how you will live when you die,
Why is hope a posion in life and in death, how does it matter if you are just a momentary speck in a fading memory

Demons who feast on hope, do they thrive better in life?
Or dead is their spirit of human life,
Why are they stronger from hope that keeps all alive,
Why they can still sit in their viscious mansions, when their victims die every moment before they finally die

Why I am helpless when i see so many die,
Am i still human when I see people only die,
Is this world still human when so many die,
Why are the demons victorious and humans so sublime.

Aaina mujhse meri pehli si surat mange,
Mere apne mere hone ki nishani maange :)

विराम

कभी डर देखा है?

दबे पाँव pani सा पैर पसरा डर,

इठलाती हंसी के खनख ले बीच का चीखता मौन,

चूल्हे की गर्माहट में खामोश सरकती रख,,

चमकत आँखों के थकने के इंतज़ार में अँधेरी गर्तों से उमड़ते नींद के साये,

उफनती बावरी सांसों में खौफ का बीज,

ोाने की ख़ुशी में वो खालीपन का एहसास

उम्मीद की सांसों को उल्जता समय हर ख़ुशी के पीछे कड़ी हार,

कोशिशों के लड़कपन को झकझोरती थकान,

ज़िन्दगी में सूनेपन का वो विराम,

वो डर ही तो है जो ज़िन्दगी इक हर जीत में भी हर बार जीतता है।

Secrets

I want you to sing with me, I want you to sing to me
In the dark-dark cloudy days, do come and sit by my side,
Come when the conscience knows that nothing stays,
Bring the carpet of light to the voices that all end in a maze,
Free the storm that dies without breath in the confines.

Blow these dry leaves of memories away,
Soak with springs fragrance the parched lands insides,
Collect the blessings from my swaying confidantes,
Inhale the man-nah dancing in the air, in the shadow hours.

I have shredded my fears and thrown in the air,
Blow them far-far away, spread it thin in the air,
Play the secret tunes from your lairs,
Blow the morning song my way, stamping away my fears.

Soothe the air again with your ancient songs,
I preserve these dews and specs, my sunshines,
I wish with you, as you,even if not you, I sway and fly always,
These our secrets that no one can pry.

I have nothing to give, I have nothing to take,
What I have, I did not labour to make,
I am something born and dead every day.
I am the form we together whisper away.

I am everything and nothing each time,
I live and die with the moments life,
No promises to make or break as too soon the moments vaporize,
I carry this smiling emptiness to the end, hoping you will always be by my side.

ivram

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dbe pa>v panI sa pa>v psarta Dr,

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Holding my breath, taming footsteps
stamping out noise of beaming life
busy consciousness, making the shackles unseen

Posioning the sprouting hope in its bud
Drunk in fear in the darkness of sleep
Have Stifled my vision to survive

What it if i was one of you
Would you love me so, hate me so
Would you leave me so, or just let me be
Would you want me to turn into you
or Would you turn into me,
or you are scare of me

I dont know what i hate more my kind or yours
I dont know me, but I know you
You are the gloom eating me from inside

Gaze of yours that crawls in hope of occupying my insides
I have learnt the pleasure in the pain
I will peel you from my souls skin, bit by bit, piece by piece


Ripping your iron clasp from my will
Discarding you like ash in the air
I will be free to sleep like a majestic rock
Float like a feather and travel like a cloud in the limitless sky

I know you are there , but no more you are my voice
You are your confine, and never would I let be mine

You don't know yet, I am invincible in life and in death
I am a woman, you don't realize

Who are you...a continnumm of the society or a link in the chain that is significant

A breathing human or a nut in the higher order of things

A project for greatness, or part of totality with its own uniqueness

We choose our own ends, what lies in a situation

We choose what to do in a situation, and also our role in the situation

When you stop being you, then it is time to let go...

To open the window and unfurl the wings and just soar..

Messages without sound need a frequency,

If there are two many frequencies, maybe setting your life after - when you are just an addition in a list

A specie - that stands out as an achievement

It is time to let go

It is time find yourself and your company

To take that breath alon

To stop waiting because nobody is going to come