Tuesday, April 24, 2012

The canvas of blood


How do I draw you here?
The elevations from my pencil are so dark and fatal.
I haunt on to the canvas border
Submerged thoughts;battered desires

Illustrations are spineless,until I de-stain the background;
To unleash the curvature and paint the picture
Faint and smoky, I could draw your veins
Submerged in blood, still they look all the same

I couldn't see you, the red river makes you blur
I wish I could find you,
I wish I could suck the blood.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

RANG!!


Boond bankar sun rahi thi mai rango ki jhooti mooti baatein.
wo nanhi bankar chaap chodna chahti thi kapdo par.
pata nahi apni nishaniya bhulana kyun pasand nahi unhe.
Pighalti , Sisakti , Raundti ..wo bus chipakna janti hai.
ghul ke kaise kho jana hai, kisi ne sikhaya hi nahi unhe

khara , matmaila ya saada;sparsh unka ek jaisa hota hai
paniyon se chankar wo roye bhi to algav behisaab hota hai.