Ghost of Thoughts

On planet of life

In the human brain

Is home of thoughts

Like heap of grain

Frightful nightmares

For those who dream

Surrounded with questions

Louder they scream

They remain around

Always felt never seen

Like Boiling vapours

Moving out and in

Born in our mind

From unrealized desire

Every single moment

Is time they hire

Few bring good

Rest turn bad

Some look happy

Others stay sad

Sometimes I pray

To not be their host

And set them free

Like a lonely ghost

And rest for a while

Locking doors of head

Seeking sleep for pleasure

Falling on bed like dead

But they still follow

Breaking every wall

And begin to shallow

Like a black hole

And throw us again

In lost world of memories

Away from the future

Among the past glories

And we return wounded

Crawling back to present

To revive at every step

Till they leave us vacant

A Tree Speaks

I am a small tree
With roots in ground
Standing for seasons
That change around

I hate this winter
When snow invades
Crying for life
As my leaves fade

Dry they fall
On the earth's chest
All birds leave
With an empty nest

No chirping sound
No crawling on bark
I stay alone
As night goes dark

Waiting for Spring
For warmth of ray
Till sun conquers
Silent I stay

Here comes blossom
Colourful is stream
My branches spread
And I turn green

Now they return
Back to rest
In my shade
Like a new guest

When Terror Strikes

I was lucky for one more day

I thanked the god on my way

I see lot of others running like me

In the race to survive and do what could be

Required to arise in this city of fame

Where no one knows whom to blame

If someone acts he is wrong

If no one acts who is wrong ?

When problem strikes to shake its core

We simply say oh no....no more

We make new rules, to break one day

We make more noise, but clueless we stay

When false is proven right and truth dies a death

Queer, we stare and take deep breath

And wait in respite for another fact

Where things went wrong and no one acts.

The city of dreams is on the blow

And people here are on the flow

The spirit is cherished for one more season

for those who died without a reason

Should we fear and watch the game

Or wait for those who make their name

We know to stand, then why we bend

Or are we born for such an end

(Was written in November 2008 - Terrorist attack on Taj Mahal Hotel)

Walking In The Rain

Walking in the rain

Holding her hand

I take every step

On the soft land

Every moment is bliss

Like a morning dew

In the world of drops

This touch is new

Fragnance follows

Sun looks shy

Hidden in dark clouds

Love birds fly

Her eyes are talking

My lips stay silent

As hearts get closer

Minds go violent

A new dream is born

In shades of cool breeze

With showering memories

Time waiting to freeze

As rainbow shines

With fresh new colors

She spreads in my life

Like bed of flowers

When sky roars

Louder with thunder

In each other's arms

We find our shelter

Love Last Life Long

Many in life we meet

For stories that never repeat

For one smile where you fall

And life begins to crawl

When mirror turns unclear

And thoughts make you seer

Rotating the wheel of fortune

Destiny playing new tune

With a lift to that peak

Where soul makes you speak

And sing only one song

That love last life long

I bend...To Elements of Nature

I bend to globe of fire

The lord of rising flames

Burns like raving desire

Which ignites and tames

I bend to waves of ocean

Lashing at the shore

Spreads like roaring emotion

Flowing from the core

I bend to blowing air

Taking such a twist

Hides the world of despair

Like lost clouds in mist

I bend to sky of light

Waiting for that vision

Where distance of sight

Is beyond lines of horizon

I bend to every matter

Forming this beautiful earth

Where life exist for better

And time takes rebirth