gustakhi

 gustakhi

sud afsos
yeh poochnay per
jur'm kaunsa akbar hay
gustakhi e rasool
          ya
gustakhi e elahi
         sur ooska
kardiya tun say juda
in khood sakhta
mominouN nay

ka'aba

ka'aba

hay jo tu

shish jehat

phir yeh ghar

kyuN hay?

writing in times of covid

writing in times of covid

'once upon a time…'
'it was a dark cold night…'
'in those days…'
abandoned and replaced by
'once upon a pre-covid time…'
'in the golden pre-covid days,,,'
'it was a dark pre-covid night…'

brume

brume waiting for the fog to lift not the smog on the highway nor the bigot's effluvium or the mist in glazed eyes we debated fog, haze, mist long into the evening finally settling on smoke that had so permeated the walls of the saloon then she said goodbye and left

fondness or love

 fondness or love

lifetime confinement

         the punishment

         for capturing 

that captivating smile

ish'q ya shauq

 ish'q ya shauq

saza

     qaid e tanhaee

oos

    muskurahat

ka hisaar

milking

 milking

that picture that picture placed strategically on the coffee table on the wall tiresome blatant milking by undeserving opportunists

waadah / promise

waadah waadah hee kyun kya ja'aye jo hum wafa na kar sakhaiN waadoun ka himala banay ta dunya humaiN jaan ja'aye promise why make promises that we do not keep? K-2 of promises to warn the universe

revenge is sweet...

 revenge is sweet...

venge - why? for whom? for what? unavenged – murmur, silence vengeful – smile, ignore unvengeful –killer smile (again) vengefully – insults galore, top decibel vengefulness – blood, splitting atoms, fission would go for vengeful and sleep fitfully

Sheila Benson @sheilabenson

Revenge will be sweet ...

intezar aur milaap

 intezar aur milaap

kabhi kisi shokh ka tarouN ki chahouN maiN intezar aur milna dehleez per kuttay ka mukhtalif mulaqat donouN haiN dil nasheen

rajennair @rajennair

When I stepped out of my building I saw this dog waiting to greet me Follow my Instagram for Mumbai street photography instagram.com/p/CKad1mwjW7_/… #dogsoftwitter #photography

a grain of sand

 a grain of sand

on the beach was once a rock atop the crest mighty, proud impassable over centuries it witnessed the descend and decline and today has lost all interest for khotlet: crest, tumble, stream, rivulet, lake, river, sea, pebble, grain

TUNE IN, TURN ON, DROP OUT

TUNE IN, TURN ON, DROP OUT  

emblazoned boldly on the back 

of the vespa's spare wheel cover

in bold,  TUNE IN, TURN ON, DROP OUT

the mcluhanesque aphorism 

i did not follow the sequence 

but life turned out with few regrets

a different taste

 a different taste

waking up i prepare latte

latte chai if you want to know

but today it tastes different

that first sip is devoid of zest

the expectation of new lies

that enhanced the scent of the tea

is missing today.  wonder why?

~Jan 21, 2021

i have a dream, come dream with me

 i have a dream, come dream with me 

   

i have a dream, come dream with me     

many of my dreams have been dreamt  

by rumi, iqbal, gandhi, king 

all big dreamers with legacies 

come dream with me, have dreams to dream 

morpheus am waiting for you

#tpoem

maqaam e justujoo

 maqaam e justujoo

maqaam e justujoo ager paa bhee liya saamna hoga ik aur la haasil khalish ka

alfaz ki qaid say mubarrah

 alfaz ki qaid say mubarrah

her baat kahaaN humdum kehnay ki hoti haiN shokh ki jhuki nazraiN bachchoN ka bay-saakhta khil khila ker hansna zair e lub muskurahat pur tashakkur palkaiN mubarrah haiN yeh sub alfaz ki grift say  #tpoem

Rekhta  @Rekhta

wo kare baat to har lafz se khushboo aaye aisi boli wahi bole jise Urdu aaye ~ Ahmad Wasi

the last two men standing

 the last two men standing

in the land of the pure

after the dust had settled

over the carcasses

and the mushroom cleared

a deobandi and a barelvi

breathing heavily eyed each other

the last two believers still standing

 

an unpoem - word game

 an unpoem - word game 

it 

bit 

writ 

write 

writer 

written 

tweeterum

tweeterdum 

tweeterdumb