Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Friday, March 27, 2015

Dil ki zubaan

befizool, bewajah,
behisaab, har jagah
humne poocha hai kai baar
kyun aati hai bin bulaye?

tune keh diya tha, ek baar
phir awaaz na dena
magar kambhakht teri yaad
ye peecha hi chodhe na

abhi bhi aati hai jo shaam
wo dhalti hai tere naam
abhi bhi raat ke sannato mein
tera ehsaas gunjta hai

hum dil se kehte hain
uska afsos kya karna?
wo jo kabhi tha hi na tera
us par har roz kyun marna?

dil badtameez hai mera
wapas jawaab deta hai
tu duniya ke kaydon mein jee
dil ki zubaan tere bas ki ab nahi

Mirror of your soul

You can always smile
and smile & smile away
and with that pretty smile
hide the pain deep deep inside
so baby you just smile
and let the smile override
override the hurt
the pain beneath just hide.
but when I look into your eyes
it's a mirror of your soul
and no matter how hard you try
they have a story to tell
and I see it thro your eyes
the mirror of your soul
baby, how you are bleeding
how it's hurting deep inside
..And then there comes a cloud
a cloud of gushing tears..
For a moment I think,
you are out of control..
the floodgates are now broken.
and the pain comes gushing out
But in reality, it's just another trick
to cloud my vision of
the mirror of your soul.

A big fat lie

...And sometimes your whole damn life 
just comes down to - a big fat lie
that you haven't even lived in a while
...And sometimes your life rolls out 
like a big joy ride
but you still haven't lived in a while

Sometimes the mask comes off
and what you see in the mirror,
Oh baby!!! You don't like
Sometimes the ice breaks down
but you still can't think
of a thing to try..

...And sometimes your whole damn life
just comes down to - a big fat lie
that you haven't even lived in a while
...And sometimes your life rolls out
like a big joy ride
but you still haven't lived in a while

Sometimes the people you loved,
practically all your life
you didn't find standing by
Sometimes the storm is so harsh,
brngs down the roof over your head
but baby, you just didn't cry...

...And sometimes your whole damn life
just comes down to - a big fat lie
that you haven't even lived in a while
...And sometimes your life rolls out
like a big joy ride
but you still haven't lived in a while

Sometimes the life you swore as a kid
you would just ne'er have
is the one you lived by
Sometimes the whole world cheers,
"Baby, you made it!!", But you didn't
and only you know why...

...And sometimes your whole damn life
just comes down to - a big fat lie
that you haven't even lived in a while
...And sometimes you life rolls out
like a big joy ride
but you still haven't lived in a while

Contradictions

The more I see, the less I know 
the less I know, the more I woe
without a thought, without a care
without the want to look up my nare
And then I seek less, but I find more
In a sparrow's tweet or a lion's roar
The lullaby of the crashing waves
or the deafening noise of the fallen pin
Which do you choose, which do you faze?
of defeating nights or glorious days
of grown men playing wayward roles
of soldiers piercing innocent souls
Which do you choose, which do you faze?
A life of contradictions, in this maze.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

The Soul Killer

You think why I must be angry with you,
And I must tell you why
For every smile that you gave me
I must have a hundred tears cried
You are the best that happened to me
And yet the deepest I'll regret
I often wonder..years later,
If I were to describe you to someone, how would I?
What if someone asked me - who you were to me?
What name do I give to the relationship that once had, you & I?
I think all my thoughts are perfectly summed up in this one terse reply --
"He was the only man that ever made me want to have babies
And... he was the murderer of my unborn child"

-Aaleya