मधुशाला

Dec 16, 2011

हाय! इन अधरों पर अब
सूख गयी कैसे हाला,
हाय! इन बिखरे हाथों में
सूख गया कैसे प्याला,
स्वर्णिम साकी आवाज़ लगाती
इन मधु के मतवालों के बीच,
सुनसान पड़ा है पीनेवाला
बांज पड़ी यह मधुशाला।

Dec 23, 2011

कितने नाज़, अरमानों से मैंने
किया कल्पित यह जग प्याला,
कितने मृदुल भावों से
रची वह स्वर्णिम साकीबाला,
जाने अनजाने में छूटा
घड़ा जीवन अमृत का,
वास्तविकता के फर्श पर बिखरी
मेरी क्षणभंगुर मधुशाला।


वाह! वाह! पुकार सराहता
झूमता मदमस्त पीनेवाला,
हाथ पकड़ साकी को खींचता
कहता और दे यह शब्दों की हाला,
एक प्याले में एक जीवन समाये
आसान न समझ तू इसको,
कई जीवनों के नीचोड़ पर झूमे
इन पाठकों की मधुशाला।


Dec 25, 2011

भोर होते शंख नाद गूंजता
सायं छलकता प्याले पर प्याला,
सूरज की किरणों में झून्झता
सायं थिरकती साकीबाला,
दिन में जो लहू बहे
वोह सायं तेरी हाला,
यह दिन में मेरी रणभूमि
सायं तेरी मधुशाला।

Jan 03, 2012

यूहीं बैठे बैठे देख
बह गयी कितनी हाला,
इस तर्क - वितर्क की जंग में
फिसल गया हाथों से प्याला,
बूँद बूँद कर, कई बूंदों में
एक युग बीत गया,
नया भोर है, नयी उम्मीदें
नयी उम्मीदों की नव मधुशाला।

Jan 17, 2012

आखरी किरण ओझल हुई
अन्धकार में खो गया प्याला,
रोशनी की चाह में चला
धूप निगल गयी हाला,
मेरी स्वर्णिम साकी
एक काल्पनिक पात्र हुई,
बरसों की पुकारों में गूंजे
मेरी तन्हा मधुशाला।

Jan 27, 2012

बड़ी आसानी से तुने
पार पटक दिया प्याला,
भावों में बह कर बोला
ना दे मुझे यह जूठी हाला,
ऐ पीनेवाले! तू क्या जाने
उस साकी की व्यथा को,
मुबारक तुझे तेरा नया सफ़र
मुबारक तुझे नयी मधुशाला।


Jan 29, 2012

खूब गरजा, घूब बरसा
लेकिन न मिली वोह जग हाला,
ख़ुशी मुझे है यदि जो मैं
भर सका दो बूँद तेरा प्याला,
अब बह जाने दे तू मुझको
इन मद मस्त मुस्कानों के बीच,
छोड़ चला इन् मतवालों को
यह मदिरा का मोह, मृत मधुशाला।

New beginnings

Hello. I have been away a while. Writing wasn't happening to me for a while, I thinking it is beginning to happen again.

While I have never been quite the "New Year" person, I think I would quite like to use this punctuation in space-time as a sort of fresh start, for my writing to begin with. Here is a small piece to get started.


देखो! भोर हुई
आवाज़ लगाती साकीबाला,
कहती छोड़ वह सायं - विष
अधरों पर लेप यह प्रातः - हाला,
मदमस्त हो जा तू इस रस में
बह जाने दे जो बीत गया,
नव वर्ष की नयी उमंग यह
नव शुरुआतों की नयी मधुशाला ।


May we let go of the pains of evenings past, and start this morning with whatever joy we can muster. Wish you a year full of love, life and laughter.

- M

A Random Post

I see you there
as the sails catch winds and flee
farther and farther
now, just a speck in the sea.

Oh no, don't turn back
and I must not look up too
not look at the images
neither the sails, nor you.

For all I try to be otherwise
once in a while I do encounter thee
and wonder as it does every time
wonder why it affects me.

Its not the lack of answer
that troubles me though
but knowing the answer
knowing that it is so.

Today is one of those nights
as I face my ghosts
ghosts with faces and names
and so ends a random post.

False colours

Another sun goes down
As I lift my head to see
See as far as I can
See if you are to be

Like the curse of the mariner
The painted sky looks back at me
Still faces, still paces
as still as it could be

But I look on
as the efforts die down
and in the warmth of the embers
Quiet finds some ground

Hoping that you would come around
and work your magic on me
In the delightful flight of yours
lift me out of my misery

Just look at me and know
words, inadequate as they be,
what I have done to them
could you please do so to me?

Not too far gone
I snap myself back
Believing in a friend, an angel, a saviour
is just allowing myself unnecessary slack

Oh! The dreams, the colours and the flight
An unreal image in my head
The sun is dead; dark it is
all so well, I hit the bed!

Turn off the lights

Glory, fanfare all around
soaked in the festival of lights
sights and sounds, and smiles
Could it be any more bright?

I stand still and see
as the world passes by
spare me some space though
please dont ask me to fly

Let me just stand witness
watch the show from indoors
sky is your playground
let me please stay on the floor

Many smiles come my way
a familiar person they see
having held his fort for long
It has just gotten difficult to be

This is more convenient though
rather than break them the news
and then listen to the free flowing
advice, sympathy, help and views!

So I smile back at them
smile at being twins
smile as I hold fort
smile at the death of smile

As they meet me and leave
Good I say! I am sick of the bright
The last one leaving, do me a favour
On your way out, please turn off the lights!

A Vent

C'mon! Just gimme a break
Whats with all this thinking!
Aren't you too bored of yourself?
Are you even blinking?

No I don't wish to listen to you
Your world and images
And how its hasn't been
Your day in ages!

I want an inspiration
I want a happy song
To breakaway the drudgery
To happily sing along.

To be light and fly
To the clouds that I see
No more of words please
Or I may just flee!

So shut up and lemme find
The song that subtly plays
Its like me vs. myself here
Now don't make me slay!

Fun how crazy I can be
How words vent me out
A crazy ten min of writing
Just saved someone a few shouts!

Ok! Adios amigos
Go away and don't whine
Go and do your stuff
And let me do mine!

Different ways

Another one of the days
quiet and nice
as I make peace
with the external clutter
and the internal ice.

Been a while since
I simply whiled away time
no weights, no wedges
not yours, not mine.

Am I a failed inspiration
or is this just the way
we don't define the course
just our bets we play!

As the dust slowly settles
clearer and farther I see
not your bad nor mine
it so had to be.

If this were a journey
this is where it ends
another fork in the road
and we take our bends.

Dark and alien it seems
and for sometime it will be
with the hope of light and flight
different worlds we shall see.

So long my friend,
a special journey it has been
in physical we part
in spirit shall always be.