u n me

You and me On the sands of time Someday somewhere In more pleasant clime Birds chirp and winds chime Sand is silvery and waves pristine Just you and me and music divine

silence

Sitting in silence My heart talks Tranquil I listen

tum

soz bhi tum saaz bhi tum dil me chhupe har raaz bhi tum kahe ankahe har alfaaz bhi tum mohabbat ke anoothe andaaz bhi tum

maikhana

Dil ke maikhaane me aaj mehfil saji hai Baithe hain tanhaii me Haath me liye pyaala e gam - Just B

GOLDEN LIGHT

The golden embers the solitary log askew the golden liquor sparkles in the golden hue

MYSTIQUE

The shimmering waves fall in a dark cascade enveloped thus he stares deeply into her shining eyes As the moon softly glows they dissolve in each other

PERCEPTION

Ugly face beautiful soul or a beauty with a dark soul Perceptions both, but opinions define If and when the two combine the persona becomes universally divine - Harsh Reality

LOVE

Love never ends it just remains forever as a dull ache surfacing in solitude

aur kya chahiye?

Do baahen jeene ke liye Ek kafan marne ke baad Ei Khuda aur kitna chahiye? Aur kya karun fariyaad?

life

When life drags you over hot coals & you feel the heat in your searing soles Don't run away just take a pause For nothing happens without a cause Just take a deep breath relax & all will be well How it gets resolved Only time will tell

Different strokes

There are some who just don't care who will trample on feelings & leave you bare Also there are some who walk in & light up your soul those who try & make you feel whole Move away from the first hold on to the second It will help in you in more ways than you have ever reckoned

Slumber

S leep well L et the mind rest U ntil dawn where the new M orn awaits B right and beautiful E ager to R eceive us with open arms

A Potter's clay

Dedicated to all mums -written when they were little To my kids who mean the world to me through their eyes the world I see through their ears the sounds I hear through their mouths the words I speak through their mind the thoughts I think To me they mean everything
From the gurgles and smiles and garbled sounds to the words perfect and so profound In my memory they still resound I smile with pleasure at the treasure I found. Like a potter who lovingly moulds his clay So I do with my babies play
The thoughts they think and the words they say Are but remnants of yesterday What will be on the morrow depends on what it is today The care and love need now be applied Like a potter I mould my clay