Ye hayaat khud ek raaz hai
Kabhi yaad hai, kabhi khwaab hai, kabhi keval ittefaaq hai
Ek Shayarana libaas mein, Ye hayaat khud ek raaz hai
Prashant V Shrivastava
Voice of the departed Braveheart!
Jis umra mein uthhti hai doli kisi ki
Hum usi daur mein apna kafan silwaate hai
Shehad ke rang waali aankheiN
Mai usko jo dekhooN to, palat ke dekhti haiN
Mai jo na dekhoon to fir wo hairat se dehti hai
Who Killed Imagination?
I drew what my mind could see
An orange worm and a purple tree
A blue rose without any thorns
A dancing pig with crimson horns.
jab tak hai zindagi, jab tak hai jaan
Meri aankhon ke khwaaboN mein, tera intzaar hoga
Jab tak khuli hai aankhein mera dil nisaar hogaa
This is our rendezvous
Someone filled my empty room, with tranquil footsteps
Someone erased all vacuum, with magical fragrance
I could not see anyone
I did not see anyone
But I know it’s you
It’s our rendezvous
Solitude
kabhi to koi puch le ki kaisi guzar rahi hai, aisa nhi hota
is liye insaan wahi sahi hota jo har dard ko aankhon bhar ke muskuaata
himmat aati usmein jab wo jaan leta khud ko kaise sambhaalen tanhaan
kyon ki logoon ke daguzar ki koi intehaa nahi hoti
ZulfoN ki kuchh khataa nahi
koshish to ki, noor magar wo chhupaa nahi
Taareef hai ye chehre ki, zulfoN ki kuchh khataa nahi
Puraani yaad ki syaahi
Aaj hawaa ki likhaawat jaani pehchaani si lagi
Kisi puraani yaad ki syaahi lagi thi shaayad
चलो दूर गाँव चलते है
यंहा हर स्त्री सुन्दर है और हर पुरुष सुन्दर है
यह लोग प्रेम न करने वालो को बहुत अचरज से देखते है…