Let Us Live, My Lady, When We Are Young
Tomorrow I may die young lady,
And reduced to dust may be lost in dust:
Therefore let us live when we are young
And taste of life what it offers us:
The morrow may offer nothing to us,
It is the present that matters most
When you are young and budding like a rose.
Tomorrow this beauteous figure may fade
Time my lady shall not wait
And meanwhile youth shall pass.
Let us live, my lady, when we are young;
When my heart aches at missing your sight;
When with warmth I can clasp you in my arms;
When you are rich in your figure
When your touch sends ripples through my body
When your kiss makes life worth living,
Let us live, my lady, when we are young.
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Creation
Why and wherefore of creation
has defied human comprehension.
Mystics and sages have speculated
Scientists have deliberated.
Unborn, Unoriginated and Unseeable
Existed ONE before all existance;
Breathing in the breathless space:
A void:
ONE's transcendant expansion
resulting in the Creation
All in One and One in all
So came cosmic Existance,
ONE's own desired manifestation.
A desire and a creation! !
Or was it the WORD
Big Bang or the Sound,
That created Existance out of non-existance,
A cosmic manifestation;
Having a beginning yet timeless;
Bound in space yet limitless;
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Rebirth
As is wont with all beings,
I foresee
a dark cloud descend on me,
to free this soul
from the bondage of being;
to be born again,
in some form, somewhere.
I pray O Lord; and be kind
to release this soul from the bind,
of birth and death and birth again.
If rebirth be thy command,
let this soul meander
through the cosmos;
amazing and awesome as it is;
and settle on some such planet,
where deceit is not practiced
and envy is banished;
where minds communicate in trust
and intentions are not doubted;
where love and not lust pervades
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Kuchh Bhi to Nahein Hai Naam Mein Mere. [A poem in Hindi]
Kuchh bhi to nahien hai naam mein mere
Na koi arth hai na mahatav hi
Samay ke raigistan mein jaisey
Tum ne ik naam likha tha
Jo mit sa gaya hai
Waqt ki aandhi se.
Ab jab teri nai duniya mein
Naiye saathi sang hain tere
Kya rakha hai beeti yaadon mein
Bharte rahein aanso in aankhon mein
Rait par likha hua ik shabd tha mein
Jo mit sa gaya hoon.
Lekin jab bhi naiye sab saathi
Sang chhod tujhe peddit kar dein
Naam tum lena mera priye tab
Aur moorat kar ke yaad tum meri
Kehna thha ik sachha shaksh bhi
Jiske pyaar ne jeevan mein thhey
Aashaon ke phool bikhere
Jise waqt nigal gaya hai
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Then and Now -A Stone Breaker
When first I saw thee breaking stones
My heart was filled with praise
And delight on a rose like face.
What heaving bosom and how did it nurse
The hopes of life and desires of youth
And how joyfully didst thou talk
Of life everlasting.
But now I am pained to see thee;
Is it thou same young lady?
So changed in so short a time!
These sunken eyes, these hollow looks
Are these the same that pierced my heart?
O stony stare, where is life?
Whither is hope fled?
These withered cheeks, these pale lips
No more betray the colour of a rose;
And this bosom which once did nurse
The hopes of life; the joys of youth:
To this bosom now clings a child,
A life! Oh no no no
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Beyond The Horizon
Yonder in the West,
Just before it sets,
Sun lingers, as if to cast one last look
Over what it illumined through the day.
Soon the sun shall bury itself,
Deep down the horizon in the West,
As if to rest;
And rise again to illumine-
What it had illumined earlier-
And again and again and again......
And when I look into the mirror,
And see how time has greyed over my head,
Deep in my minds eye
I find myself-
Time ravaged and a lonely soul-
Standing far in the horizon
- where life and death meet-
Craving to cast one last look
On your beauteous figure:
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Woh Sawan Tha, Yeh bhadon Hai. [ Poem in Hindi]
Woh sawan tha jo beet gaya
Tab paydon par jhuley jholti thi
Allhad masst jawani
Ik pal barasta tha paani
Dujey pal dhoop nikalti thi
Ik pal hum mil kar hanstey thay
Dujey pal virha mein jaltey thay
Woh sawan tha jo beet gaya.
Yeh bhadon hai
Iss ki vyatha main kis se kahoon
Na tum ho priyey
Na koi humdum
Ab jab bhi barkha hoti hai
Toa bas barkha hi hoti hai
Umeed ab tere aane ki
Iss pal kabhi sehlati nahien
Be- bass yeh jeevan lagta hai
Vyarth yeh duniya lagti hai
Yeh bhadon hai
Iss ki vyatha main kis se kahon
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A Prayer
I pray, not for I love You
Nor either for I owe You
But I pray O Almighty One
- if at all You exist-
To relieve this world of crooked ones
If you canst, O, change me so
That I might in the shape of fire
Spread and destroy them all;
That I might in the shape of thunder
Strike them instantaneous death:
Give me any shape in which
I might rid this world of evil ones:
Or else, give me the power
That I might, in the poor, confidence inspire
That they might break the chains
And dispense justice unto themselves.
I beseech Thee O Thou mighty one
Give me such power for I can't see
The women looted of their honour
Hunger causing suicides
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Do [Two] Ghazalein [ in Urdu]
-1-
Yeh zeest ke gham hain pyaloon mein na simtain ge
Oak se peete raho jab tak na dum nikley.
Ahsas toa hai tere dukh ka par aye dost main karoon kya
Duaien be-assar hain aur haath nahien kuchh mere.
Aaie jo laghzish-e-paa dikha na koi jo mujhe thaamey
Kahne ko toa rishton ka ik hajoom tha sang mere.
Musarat jo bhari jeevan mein ik bachhey ki kilkari nein
Paaband kiya siyaad nein go laakh hum tadpe.
Vaisey toa parvar nein bahut kuchh hai diya lekin
Mayusi ka yeh aalam hai mayusi hai sang mere.
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-2-
Miltay hain jo dukh ahsasaat se janmein hain
Kisi aur ko dukh de kar rahat ko na tum dhoondo.
Go har shakhs begaana hai dukhoon mein ghira hai
Baaiss kisi ke dukh ka tum toa nahien sochho.
Dard ki tashadad se go umad aiengey aansoo
Palkon ko bana baand iss sailab ko tum roko.
Zarorat hi aadhaar hai rishton ki pakad ka
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March On Comrades, March On
Yonder in the East, our comrades are shouting,
Yonder in the East, our comrades are fighting,
Yonder in the East, our fate they are carving,
March on comrades, march on.
From the East, slogan is echoing,
Scrap automation, allow us due living,
It is bare minimum, is it much asking?
March on comrades, march on.
Make haste comrades, lest we be late,
The fight may be over and seal our fate,
Spurn the enemy with due hate,
March on comrades, march on.
The posterity will curse us if we linger,
Firmly in unison let us march thither,
Smother all those who our progress hinder,
March on comrades, march on.
Let us herald The New Era in,
Whence no one shall trade in empty sermons,
When khadi capped traders shall be banished,
When doing and not talking shall be the criterion,
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