Monday, May 16, 2011

The Girl At The Party

She sat right in front, so close;
We breathed the same air.
My heart was a festival,
And my mind its fair!

I couldnt speak! Or may be I did blabber? I don't remember :(

Like usual,
some gibberish illogical!

She was a fairy,
And that moment magical!

The Happy Prince.

Khushiyon ka Khazana

Jee Karta hai bant du,
Duniya me khushiyon ka aisa khazana...
Ke log tab bhi muskuraye,
Jab jaa raha ho mera janaza/

The Happy Prince.

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Log Mandir jaate hai,
Waha mannat milne ki aas hai.
Mai shamshaan jata hu,
Waha mangne ki fizuliyat ka ehsaas hai.

The Happy Prince.

Makbara

Bichhadne ke baad bhi,
Yaad mujhe zara rakhna.
USke liye Taj Mahal banvana,
Paas mera bhi makbara rakhna.

The Happy Prince

Tum...

Akeli shaamon me, khud se hi;
Aksar tumhari baat karta hu.
Arsa hua tumhe bhool kar;
Fir bhi tumhe yaad karta hu...

The Happy Prince.

Jannat

Yeh duniya badi ajeeb hai;
Yaha har koi gareeb hai.
Jise dekho mannat mang raha hai;
Khuda bhi sabko kaise dede, jab har koi jannat mang raha hai?


The Happy Prince.

You Are Mine...

An evening, Kenny G, dinner and wine;
Let your eyes say, you are mine.

Away from the rat race, cold weather, chilly wind;
Wind on my face, clear mind.
Come close to me, let our breathes rhyme;
Let silences say, you are mine.

Lets sit over coffee and discuss the world.
Between wisdon and senility, there is a line;
Lets erase it!
Let your insanity say, you are mine.

The Happy Prince...