Singular Sensations

The riot was over
The day you extinguished the fire
But the invisible flames remained
To magnify the rhyme of desire.

Drowning in the memories
The starts pretended to twinkle
Yet the abstract rays
Couldn’t help but steadily trickle.

I was trapped in the garden of cracks
Leading to the depth of unknown
Sooner or later I had realize
Nothing can repay for what’s gone.

The ocean is bleeding now
And the colour is no more new
Maybe the ~ship was cremated but
Its heart still beats for you.

(Written this in collaboration with Sachin Prakash, an amazing poet and my classmate, few weeks ago.)

heart still beats for you...

heart still beats for you…

P.S. This blog will receive no new post until March 15, 2014. Wanna devote my whole time and energy to the Board Examination. Pre-board1 going on.

Candles Illuminate to Die

A candle illuminates
To stop the darkness unfold
The candle burns
The wax melts
Drops trickle down
Maybe the candle has been purified
Or, fire burnt its goodness away
The exposure is difficult
But every candle knows-
It has to die
Why don’t we devote ourselves for others
And then close our eyes.

-Aastha

 

An Illusory Promise

Closing my eyes
I used to see
Beach and the
Reflection of returning sun
And there on the shore
A belove creature used to be
Who but thee
I propose you
To be my friend
And with a smile
On my palms
Your palms , I could see
More than the scenery
It was beautiful
The feeling of having a friend
Like you and the promise you made
Saying” I will always be there for you”
Illusion of my mind that this relation
Will never come to an end.
Now whenever the concrete down my feet
Becomes sand
And I stand on shore
Stretching my hand
The moment I realize
no longer you are
but only the images of the
blissful moment we spent together
On my palms I can see
I feel like getting lost
As you did
And leave the thread of one-sided frienship
That I carried.

“The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It's the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.”  ― Lois Lowry, The Giver

“The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It’s the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.”
― Lois Lowry, The Giver

जिन्दगी है इसी का नाम !!

जीवन की इस किताब के कुछ पन्ने पलटकर

तुम्हे आगे बढ्ना ही होगा |

आज तुम जितना भी हँस क्यो न लो

कल इन आखों को नम होना ही होगा ||

जिन्होने कभी अकेले ना छोडने क किया है वादा

एक दिन तुम्हे उनसे दूर होना ही होगा |

चाहे तुम जितनी कोशिश क्यों ना करलो

जिन्दगी की हकीकत से तुम्हारा सामना होना ही होगा ||

दिल होगा गम से भरा

पर तुम रो ना पाओगे |

आखों मे होगी नींद

पर तुम सो ना पाओगे ||

रास्ते भले हीं हो जाए अलग

पर साथ् रहेगा याद |

जिन्होने दिया तुम्हे सहारा

उस राही को देना धन्यवाद ||

ऐसे दुखो से तुम जितना मजबुती से लड़ोगे

अपनी मन्जिल की ओर तुम  उतना  ही बढोगे |

राह मे आयेंगी मुसीबते कई ,

पर तुम कभी रुक जाना नही ||

तुम्हारे धैर्य को परखना है इन दुखो क काम |

रुकना नही ….. चलते रहो

जिन्दगी है इसी  का नाम

जिन्दगी है इसी का  नाम !!

I wish u could know !!

Oh, I wish if you could
feel this pain
as my heart sobs
for you , my heart throb!

Every night I wake up
and hide my face in pillow
and my heart shrinks
and eyes become wet
only because of you
I wish u could know !

Everytime when I open my books
and try to enter another world
which has everything but u
you keep on coming in my mind
how much I try
but I can’t get rid of memories of you
I wish you could know !!

Everytime I check my phone
in hope of getting a text from you
and everytime heart breaks
missing every moment spent with u
I wish you could know !

Those beautiful stream
and those landscape
they mean nothing to me
coz everything is incomplete without you
I wish you could know !
I really wish you could know !!