War Hero

When my little feet were searching for lanes,
when my shoulders were carrying school bag
somewhere a part of mine was carrying dreams
of holding a gun and the nation on my shoulders

Offering love and respect to my motherland,
and shells to my enemies,
i was daring my life on white sheets of siachen,
leaving no scope of intrusion

A mother,a sister, a wife, the kids
praying with closed eyes and heavy hearts
while a father flaunting for his brave son
blowing up the chest in pride

regardless of blood and pain,
sons like vikram and kaalia doesn't stop.
morning with knives and the nights with fire
undauntedly they bring the soul out of enemies

how heavily we are outnumbered
or how deeply we are wounded
if death strikes before i prove my blood
'i swear i will kill death'

if i won't come back, tell my father,
his son didn't bow down,
ask my wife to make
my son a war hero
ask my mother not to
shed a tear down on my tricolored body
tell my sister his brother
will come back one day
and tell my motherland..
"a lion i am born so shall i die"

#2

We were together by fate, we are strangers by destiny

#1

"I was chanting her name, i mistaken for sacred never did i know it was a sweet poison"

Hey friend of mine

Hey, old friend of mine
Whom are you searching for ?
Tell me ?
Are you ignoring me ?
Or we set apart ?
Tell me!
Remember, when we were kids
We share our lunch
You mother send me jam,
Mine send you homemade pickles
My mother couldn't afford a jam
But you always brought me a lot
Hey are you listening ?
Remember you taught me cycling
And i taught you making earthen pot
So many times did i fall off,
You cleaned my wounds..
Remember we waited in queues
To grab our piece of sacrament,
We danced uninvited in weddings,
We made castle of sand..
Are you listening my friend ?
Speak, speak, speak for god sake
Or i carry my unfortunate fate..

Their journey

Over the rivers,
Along the cornfields,
Across the villages,
he's walking like a dead
tired legs, sun set,
sleeping on the stones
cold breezes, heart pause
morning is so far,
still some life exists
In nooks of his heart,
he's sleeping like,
there is no tomorrow
this night is so long
So long..

Golden rays, cold heat
dark light falling on face,
strange face, helping hand,
waking him up,
dressed in torn white
large hole below her breast,
now standing up,
as the first morning of his life,
Both walking, walking
along the never ending road,
they are walking together
now holding hands,
warmth of her hands,
bringing him to life,
embarking a new journey,
pervasive of love..

Settling down with her
into the woods,
green sky under the blue
Playing with rays
falling on the woods..
She cooks porridge meal,
he works out in the field,
she cooks him love,
he serves the feel,
they sing together all the evening,
make out love at the night,
mornings are blissful
he kisses her and off to field,
when the winds blow,
he runs to home,
wrap her into his arms,
looking into her eyes, so calm..
shelter blown away with winds,
and no life in barren fields,
they held hands again and walked,
again to the endless road,
life is a journey,
they embarked one more..

Gabmble

I am broken into pieces, life has hit me hard this time but i can't stop, i know where my happiness lies and i can even gamble my life for it, they are my dreams.

Marijuana

Dragging in the soft smoke
The body soaks
Is the panacea of life

Feel the ecstasy of Juana,
Let yourself melt down
With the passing time

Don't chide my child
Modicum Juana do no bad
And rinse the enmity

Surrender your senses to the smoke,
Feel the zenith of pleasure
Let Juana dissolve you down

Joint after joint
Let the cannabis burn
And seize your thoughts

On the melody of Juana
Let your freedom dance

Chant bhole, chant bhole
Bum bum bhole
Bum bum bhole

आज़ादी

विनम्र तू, विशाल तू, सह रहा विनाश तू
अस्त्र तू, शस्त्र तू, देता चल प्रमाण तू

लहू ले रहा उबाल है,
समय की पुकार है,
दे परिचय बल का तू,
रण तेरा अधिकार है।

जीत तू, जश्न तू, करता चल ध्वस्त तू
राजा भी तू, प्रजा भी तू, करता चल न्याय भी तू

सागर ले रहा उछाल है,
समय की पुकार है,
भर दे हौसला जगत में तू,
आज़ादी तेरा अधिकार है।

विश्

व्यंग जीवन बन गया है तेरा,
देख दर्पण न सुधारे।

बने अहंकार का तू पतीला,
काहे क्रोध विष तू छिलकाए।

रूद्र रुपी दशा
काहू ए रास न आये।

थूक दे विद्रोह प्याला यह ज़हर
प्रेम छलकी पास न आये।

यदि जो गिराए बूँद एक प्रेंम
अमृत भांति विष परुवर्तित हो जाये।