Andhero mein parchayi bhi saat chodh deti hai...
Tanhaaai tu kaun hai....
Itni aadat mat dalo
Ruh se awaaz aaye
Ae Zindagi tu kaun hai..

AAHISTA AAHISTA

Aaaya gam dabe paon
ham jab muskura rahe the
ghoot rahi thi khushi, gam mein ham
jab doob rahe the
khel tha yeh kaisa, hamari nadaangi
samaj na payi
Ussi ke pyaar mein ham khoye rahe
Najaane kab subah aayi
kab raat hui
Ab toh Jhaam bhi mehkhaane ko peene laga tha
Aahista Aahista
ab toh aasman bhi zameen se rootne laga tha
aahista aahista...

Tariif...

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An Ode To Gandhi - In my own little way.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NHaJKvm7wd8

Vaishava Jan to tene Kahiye je, peed parayi jaane re
In all the darkness, he led the way.
He spoke of non-violence and fought a war
Whispering the words of peace, he shattered many a door.
Clad in white he brought the white down,
His life marred with faces all with a frown.
Followed by millions yet a lonely soul
Freedom for his country, his only goal.
Call him Gandhi, Call him Mahatma, call him Bapu
He inspired in a way none other could do.
He fought, he fought and he fought till he won
All he got were three bullets from Godse's gun.
Vaishava Jan toh tene kahiye, peed parayi jaane re
In all this darkness, i wish, Bapu, you were here today!

Blurred Clarity! I suppose.

Mr Calm sleeps in chaos city,
Insanity impresses serenity,
Wilderness in the civil world,
Sigh! This conspired twirl
Film rolls on at 24 frames per second
Capturing life at every bend
Layers added to uncle simplicity,
false publicity,expected understanding by humanity,
Box office mediocrity
Confidence lost to insecurity
Plagarism for popularity,
Locked up originality,
Wake up! To your curiosity,
Every being has a beautiful story,
Life, the only inspiring comodity.
In your head, any clarity?

The Merchant of Peace.

Ringin’, are the sounds of glory
Thumpin’, is the heart slowly
The vagabond, the last one
Has everyone stunned,
Arriving from an unknown place
He won hearts with a remarkable grace
He faced a million men
Without any fear, a single weapon
His pen
Lexis of peace strangled the hostility
Every soul that read, every that heard
Went into a possessed serenity
A conspiracy transpired
Threatened this mood
A family massacred
This merchant’s life doomed
His heart bled, his writing shuddered
He wondered not the pen, but a sword
Slaying the scandalous, bring order to this world
A war raged, between the heart and the mind
He moved toward the war field
Like a man haunted, only to find
A little orphan, weeping
Besieged by the tears
He conceded and used his weapon
The merchant of peace inscribed love
With his own blood
Triumph was his
And today
Ringin’ are the sounds of glory
Thumpin, is my heart slowly
To him, i owe my identity
I, the orphan, continue his legacy.

Chronicles Of Promiscuity - Part 2

Woke up groggy,
Head, heavy like an iron ball
She left this morning, I believe
Last night, I was on a role
Trying to rewind
White flashes in my mind
Of a beautiful ride
Steaming inside
The smell of wine,
Clamor on the staircase
Buttons bouncing on the floor
A long pause, beeeeepppppp
Amnesia back in the apartment
Me, sipping some caffeinated content
Love strolls in, recklessness scurries out
Her tender hug,
I see the other’s shrug
Eyes widen
Hug tightens
Guilt conquers the spine
Confession shouldn’t be a crime
I make her sit on the chair
Run my fingers through her hair
Reveal the shadows of last night
But, she doesn’t fight and asks for a light
She asks me for the details,
While I bite my nails
I tell all
She makes her a call
Calls her over for a drink
My girl, both ways, she swings
“Advantage Promiscuity, if you confess and let it out”
The devil shouts.