POETRY, Where were you?

Its been a very long time since I wrote poetry, seems like ages ago. I really wanted to write something, something reflecting my inner feelings. So here is a try, for I am an amateur: 

Every time I look up from my office's chair, I see the outside world through the inside windows

It is surreal, unlike anything I have ever seen

It's the same mundane world, my friend says
Just sit on my chair and look through my eyes, I react

He dismisses my frivolity with a smirk, while I succumb to my seriousness with a bleak smile

I see the sun shining brightly, with each ray enlightening my eyes with wisdom, bringing hope for freedom

Only I can look through your soul, he remarks
I am taken aback, but happily give myself to the Sun to devour

He claims to show me the future
Oh yes! the future
A good one you suppose
Well, I don't know for my eyes see nothing;only darkness prevails

Don't pity me, don't judge me, I shout
Leave me alone for I am a seeker of solitude

Why are you still looking at me?
Just Go away!
I am not used to be looked at by anyone

I am in a theater, I think, with everyone maneuvering my each step
The world is a stage, someone has said

But I don't want to perform!
I don't want to play anyone other than self

Suddenly, I snap back to reality, with the sun gone, nowhere to be found
I then hear a familiar voice in my head

Let the show begin!

F.R.I.E.N.D.S(DOST)

We all have friends who tease us,fight with us ,laugh with us, cry with us and above all love us. I wanted to pay them respect in some way, so wrote this poem!! Love my friends, love you guys :)
                                            

DOSTI

Dost, ye shabd jabhi zabaan par aata hai

Upne sath wo kai sari yaadein lata hai......

Zindagi, zindagi nahi hai doston ke bina

Ab to har pal hai doston ke sang jeena....

Subaah ka aagaz hota hai doston ke sath

Raat to anjaam deti hai doston ki baat

Ye nahi to kya din, ka raat.....

Pyar dikhane mai karte hai bas thodi kami

Par kisi bhi kaam mei saath nahi chodte kabhi....

Koi  baat inse chupai hi nahi jati

Kabhi kabhi to sale kar dete hai muje jasbati....

Ek pal mei gussa ana dusre pal gale milna teesre pal jhagda karna aur chauthe pal manana

Kabhi khana zabardasti cheen lena to agle pal hi khilana

Museebat mai dakhelna aue khud use bahar nikalna

Kya aesi bepak cheez se kabhi roobaro hua hai zamana?.......

Bina doston ke to zindagi ek saza hai

Jeene ka jise koi jasba, jeene main jise na koi maza hai.....

Ab to bas yahi chahta hun ki dosti ki patri par meri railgadi chalti rahe

Na ruke, na mude bas chalti rahe......................

Another Poem From Amit's book! ;)

We all have habits, "aadat" is what we call them in HINDI. Basically this poem is the reflection of my own habits!! Just remember no habit is is disgusting or bad for that matter, until it forces you to be a 'person' you  aren't , until it forces you into disguise!!
Hmm.... Enough of this philosophical crap ;) Here's my poem:

AADAT

Aadat achi ho ya buri zaroori hoti hai

Aadhi adhoori zindagi ko ye puri karti hai....

Jine ka maksad deti hai kisi cheez ki aadat

Jina dushwar bhi karti hai kisi cheez ki aadat

Jaan leti hai to deti bhi hai ye aadat.....

Kisi ko khane ki to kisi ko khilane ki

Kisi ko maarne ki to kisi ko jhelne ki

Kisi ko roshini ki to kisi ko andhere ki

Kisi ko dusro ki to kisi ko khud ki hoti hai.....

Khushi sath chor deti hai, izzat sath chor deti hai

Upne sath chor dete hain, sapne sath chor dete hain

Par kambakat ye aadat sath nhi chorti

Kabhi bhi humse upna rukh nhi morti.....

Buri aadaton se bachkar raha nhi jata aur achi aadaton ko upnaya nahi jata

Ab to na jane kin kin aadaton mei khulega upna khata.....

Zindagi ke tarazoo mei aadaton ko kabhi tol ke nahi dekha

Achi aadaton ka path kabhi ghol ke nahi dekha

Tabhi to har kadam par duniya ne mujhpar pathar pheka...

Ab to bas itna janta hun ki bina aadaton ke mai, mai nahi,meri zindagi, zindagi nahi aur ye duniya, duniya nahi....

Aadat achi ho ya buri jine ka ehsaas dilati hai

Khushiyan ho ya gam dono ghot ghot kar pilati hai...........

Should Have posted this first!! Its an overview of my life as it is today

MERI ZINDAGI

Meri zindagi ek kitab ki tarah hai..

Padhte hi koi bhi samajh jata hai.

Jeena chahta hun khul ke ise..

Par koi na koi cheez ise kas ke pakde baithi hai..

Kabhi dooston ke beech to kabhi padhai ke irdh girdh bas ghoomti rehti hai..

Zindagi kehti hai “aa kho ja mujh mei” par mai use taal deta hun ye kehke ki "abi to tu meri puri tarah hui bhi nahi hai, doosro ke lie jee raha hun abi to mai tujhe”...

Ye sunke wo hash pdhti hai aur tarrakoh ke sath puchti hai “to upne lie kab jeeaga mujhe”..

Ye sawal sunke mai hairran hota hun pareshan hota hun aur phir sochta hun...

“arey sahi to keh rhi hai ye, doosron ke beech na jaane khud ko kab bhul gaya main”

Ye sochkar roone lagta hun ki achanak naa jane kha se wo kehti hai “to ab jee le na muje”...

Meri aason pochti hai, muje dilasa deti hai, aesi hai meri zindagi..

Mai bhi use bade josh ke sath kehta hun ki “tu aaj se meri hai; jeena tujh mai hai , marna tujh mai hai: hasna tujh mai hai ,rona tujh mai hai: gaana tujh mai hai gungunana tujh mai hai”....

Ab na jane ye josh Kab tak rahe par itna to yakeen hai muje ki jabhi mai ladhkharaun, jabhi mai khin atkun to wo muje sambhal legi..

Akhir yahi to hai meri zindagi...................

We all have our views of the world around us! Well here's my view:

Some one rightly said:
"Ye duniya badi Gol, hai ismei kitne jhol??"

DUNIYA

Kehne ko hume sahara deti hai ye duniya..

Zindagi ki pareshaniyon se ladne ki takat deti hai ye duniya..

Din mai suraj ki kirnoon se roshan karti raat ko mamta ki chadar udhakar sulati hai ye duniya...

Lagta hai badi achi hai upni duniya!!!

Par wohi chadar hatakar ghar se beghar karti ha yahi duniya..

Suraj ko churake andhere ka ehsaas dilati hai yahi duniya...

Mushkiloon mei dhakelkar, humari bebasi par zor zor se hasti hai yahi duniya...

Kya aesi hai upni duniya???

Pehle pyar se khilati hai phir zabardasti thali cheen leti hai, aesi hai upni duniya!!

Udne ke lie bolti hai phir paankh kaat deti hai, aesi hai upni duniya!!

Kehti hai tu darr mat aaege chalet reh tere piche mai hoon, par piche dekhte hi bhaag jati hai, aesi hai upni duniya!!

Zindagi ki khushiyon ko kha ke Dakar tak nhi marti , aesi hai upni duniya!!

Barbadi ke sagar me duba ke bhi upne se bharosa nhi uthne deti hai,aesi chalak hai upni duniya!!

Hamare armano ko kuchalke bhi hume jeetne ke ehsaas dilate hai, aesi pathar dil hai upni duniya!!

Kuch deti hai to badle mai kuch cheen leti hai, Itni matlabi hai ye duniya!!!

Zindagi to jammura hai duniya jiski madari hai, bada nachati hai ise ye aur jab zindagi thak jae to use chod deti hai...

Itni besharam hai ye duniya!!

My First Poem!!!

WHY THIS BLOG??

Now and then we pause for a little bit in our lives to see what we have done for ourselves, whether our work has proved good not only for us but for the people we love. Since I am only a student the looking back process is somewhat less frequent for me but I have realized by now that 'No matter what you do or what you want to do your mind is never satisfied to its fullest, its curiosity is never quenched, well at least at my age'. 

Hey but that's only me!  Each and everyone of us is different and thus is their satisfaction and curiosity. 
Most of the students at my age are passionate about what they are pursuing and work hard to achieve it. I on the other hand find myself in a predicament. I am not sure about my present , let alone my future; am not sure whether I am on the right path. I am sure there are a lot of people, not only students who find themselves in this conundrum. Today I had a strange feeling for sharing my views, my feelings with other people and thus this blog. 

I love many things, keeping count would drive me crazy, but poetry and music hold the highest position in my mind. They are a way to express myself anytime, anywhere. When I am happy I write, when sad I write, when feeling angry I write and when in love I write. My mind is not satisfied and my dissatisfaction is evident from my writing. Since I am an Indian, Hindi is my primary language, thus giving words to my poems. I have written in English too.

I would like to share my experiences, my difficulties, my ambitions and my frustrations with the help of this blog and I hope everyone who reads it likes it, adds to it and connects to it.