come love

come love..
come love lets do something..

lets pour some fire on gasoline
electricity on water
put some colour in the keliedoscope
some dreams in the sleep

come love..
come love lets do something..

lets make tranquil shrieks
pastures in creeks
hold with hands open,
release with clenched fist

come love..
come love lets do something..

Besotted Phull

Miaqadaa tha badaa khawaaron ki jannat hardam beshaq
Kuda ko dekha tere humpyalaa hone ke baad.



Hota har waqt tha imtehaan mere sabr ka shab-o-roj
par aisi besabr saanse pehle kabhi na thi.

besotted phull

gulbadan hath bas u hi chehre pe firaa de mere,
beshumaar pyaalon ki bekhudi, or ik pal ka jeena.



kaise jindaa hote deedaar-e-yaar k pehle,
be-mausam barsaat se saawan nahi hota.


umr guzri intazaar-e-mohobbat kiyaa karte,
ek nazar dekha use to jee bhi lie.

George Hollis

Everytime I look at you
I see what the future brings
When I see you smile
I can hear the birds sing
When you look at me
With eyes that shine so bright
Your face radiates with love
Glowing like warm sunlight
Your gentleness of spirit
And beauty in your soul
Loving you completely
Truly is my goal
Watching you while you sleep
Waiting for you to awake
The morning comes and you give
Your love for me to take
Being loved by only you
Is a dream of any man
No one has ever been able
To love me like you can
I'll cherish you always
And love you forever
Stay with me always
And leave me never
My heart is yours
Held within your hands
What I see in you, my love
Is so easy to understand


This guy kinda knew what i am feeling these days.. Came accros, and thought it should be here..

Vijay Varnadhikaar

Kaale Safed Laal Gulaabi
Meethe Khatte Feeke Chatpate
Gungune Surrd Geele Sookhe
main apne ehsaas chunta hu
kudrat har rang deti hai
har swaad chakhati hai
swayam har mausam me main apna mauam chunta hu

Do Chaar Cheh Das
Samay Jagah Jeevan Maran
Sthirtaa Parivartan Vikas Kshaye
main apni avastha chunta hu
apni soch ki dishaayen
astitva or sachhaayee
swayam aginat pathon se main apna path chunta hu

Sahi Galat Safal Asafal
nahi samajhta, nahi tolta swayam ko
main sambhavyata hu swayam ki, bas yahi sambhavyata chunta hu.

come love

come love..
come love lets do something..

lets pour some fire on gasoline
electricity on water
put some colour in the keliedoscope
some dreams in the sleep

come love..
come love lets do something..

lets make tranquil shrieks
pastures in creeks
hold with hands open,
release with clenched fist

come love..
come love lets do something..

Ghalib

Na tha kuchch to Khuda tha, kuchch na hota to Khuda hota
Duboya mujhko hone ne, na hota main to kya hota ?

Huaa jab Gham se yoon behis to Gham kya sar ke katne ka
Na hota gar juda tan se to zaanoon par dhara hota

Huee muddat ke 'Ghalib' mar gaya par yaad aata hai
Wo har ek baat pe kehana, ke yoon hota to kya hota ?

Ghalib..

zaahid sharaab piine de masjid mein baith kar
yaa vo jagah bataa jahaan par Khudaa na ho


Had read Long long back.. find it relevent today..!!

Have to travel 300 K.M. to have a Beer....(lawfully that is..!!)

Illegal liquor is freeflowing here in gujjuland..

ghalib once again..!

With the thought of tomorrow,
Be not niggardly today, O Saqi;
This would be disrespectful
To the Saqi of Paradise.

Why have we become so contemptible
Today, when till yesterday ,
Our honour did not tolerate
The impudence of the angel.

Listening to sweet music,
why does it seem
That one's life is draining away?
Is it because we hear His voice

In the notes of the lute and the rebeck?
The steed of age is galloping;
Let us see where it will stop;
The hand does not hold the rein

And the foot is not in the stirrup.
I am as far removed
From my own reality
As my twisting and turning

Stems from the thought of the other.
The reality of the sight of God,
The one who sees, and what is seen,
All in effect are one; I
am amazed Then, what is all this witnessing?

The sea's substance consists of
The shifting appearance of forms;
What then is in the drop,
And the bubble, and the wave?

Coyness, even with oneself
Is but a form of dalliance;
How many unveiled ones
Go about covered by a veil?

The adorning of her beauty
Leaves no time for ease;
Even beneath the veil, her mirror
Constantly confronts her.

ghalib..

That sigh from the heartHas not the importance of a straw,
Although it can cause
A crack in the sun.
That magic is of no avail
For the fulfilment of one's desires,
That magic by which
The boat floats on the mirage.
Ghalib, I have for some time
Given up drinking wine; I drink only
When it is a cloudy day,
Or a moonlit night.

AAG KI BHEEKH

R kipling... I liked so here it is...!

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son