The sail in a storm

 

Like a beast when yanked in all directions

It crashes to the ground on the block

To suffer the spectacle of her gory demise

Her drowning in the gory gush of her own

No matter the vessel carried often the treasures

Now it scuttles alone and empty in a storm

With the intruding water that gurgles inside

It wipes the word of dreamy soul scribbled within

After many a thoughtful hour and sigh 

Even the ink that lent herself for the word

Now betrays the sail that promised a horizon

When scribbled upon in a vacation noon 

The flesh is torn like a paper as the beast

Is abandoned in storm with a capsized life

The vows of a horizon are wiped down the drain.

Rishikesh 

12.10 hrs

2357

27.6.26

The desperate calm

 

Stranded between uncertain because and despite

In preordained predicament there is little respite

Like a tangled clump of infinite string of time

That could unfold many a flight of grounded kite.

To seek redemption the wayward winds blow

Our abilities like a latent seed their response bestow

Soiled, but not sown and yet winnowed off in futility 

The storm in simmering womb smothers his flow.

The desperate calm that we upon ourselves heap

Torments like a deadly deamon put to brittle sleep

Our countenance drapes a tranquil façade for pretense

While angst perpetually pricks our soul in the deep.

Moradabad 

2356

23.23 hrs

24.6.26

 र लफ्ज़ के कफ़न में मुझको पहचानो 

बँधी है मेरी रूह मुसलसल रिवाज़ में 

दाद देनी है तो ख़त्म करो मुशायरों को 

अर्ज़ होगा वो जो है दबा कुछ लिहाज़ में

 दुनियादारी में ख़ाक की ज़िन्दगी बहुत 

बचे वक़्त में करें ख़ुद से इश्क़ बेहिचक 

मुस्कराएं तो मेहज़ उस अक़्स के साथ 

जिसको दिखाएं अपने अश्क़ बेझिझक

 There are many to take out, but who will Put’in?

अपना वादा भूल जाऊं, ऐसा मैं नेता’नि हूँ

इस नेता नाल मोह’दी गल होर ही है

जिन’पिंग की ओर मैं ध्यान नहीं देता, कई लोग पूरा दिन उनका इंतजार करते हैँ

मेरा जी’और’जिया से मिलने को करता है, वड़ी साईं एक बार तुम भी मिलो’नी

 There are many to take out, but who will Put’in?

अपना वादा भूल जाऊं, ऐसा मैं नेता’नि हूँ 

इस नेता नाल मोह’दी गल होर ही है 

जिन’पिंग की ओर मैं ध्यान नहीं देता, कई लोग पूरा दिन उनका इंतजार करते हैँ 

मेरा जी’और’जिया से मिलने को करता है, वड़ी साईं एक बार तुम भी मिलो’नी

Flogged but unmoved

 

Betrayed in the nursery to dismay 

Abandoned saplings in open furrows

The firm gait of deserting mother

Viewed from the overflowing eyes

The gong of the liberty for the day

Was equally awaited by her 

As if she never reached home.

Nor did I return from her pyre

The river of her immersed remains 

Still remains flowing from the eye

Flogged but unmoved- the mind

In wait of another glimpse 

When I alight a stationary state.

Ludhiana 

2355

21.05.26

00.04 hrs