A few shairs [urdu]

Kaash meri zindagi mein tum aaye na hote,

Aankhon mein itne khuwab sajaaye na hote,

Itna dard jo mujhe tum de kar chale gaye,

Koi aya na hota tou yeh zulm dhaya na hota,

Kaash meri tanhai mujhse roothe na hote.

–Sheikha.

Waqt dhoka de gaya mujhe lekin

Tumhari yaadein abhi baaki hai

Kitni jaldi doobta hai suraj aur raat

Doob jaati hai apne hi andhere mein.

–Sheikha.

Isi andhere ujaale mein baatein ki tumse,

Jab parchai lagta tha tumhara paas hona.

–Sheikha.

Ilzaam doun bhi agar tou kis ko doun,
Meri taraf nazar kabhi huwi nahi tumhari,
Jalte hai hum khoobsurti se itna kyun,
Mujh par nazrein tiki nahi tumhari kabhi.

–Sheikha.

Ijaazat ho agar thori der aur ruk jaayun
Saari umar nikl gayi ab saansein baaki hai

–Sheikha.

Jo Baat Hai Dil Mein

*First attempt at urdu Shayari*

Dil-e-aatish humein aasim banaya aapne,
Tammanaon ko naasur-e-aaraa kiya aapne,
Aashuftah chale they aashiyan ko apne,
Bejurm itlaaf ke humein hawale kiya aapne

O fire in my heart, you turned me into a sinner,
Turned all my desires into embellished wounds,
Tired to my core, when i thought of returning home,
You turned in my faultless soul to the ultimate ruin.

- Neha

Let’s Paint The Sky

Lets paint the sky tonight
Let’s try an after dinner fit
Of fantasy and fun
Let’s not lie and watch TV
Tonight, Let’s paint the sky
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The Death of Mr. Love

*Title shamelessly copied from Indra Sinha’s book “Death Of Mr. Love”*

What are you doing?
I’m killing Mr. Love

Who are you?
Im no one in particular. I’m just… no one.
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Destinies

Torn from the middle
It hangs just mid-air
Like an unsolved riddle
In the wizening glare
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Conversations With God

“So…? Is this the punishment for not being religious?”
“No… I mean not really.”
“Then? I mean… I know I haven’t visited a lot of temples. And I know I think of him in the only prayer I attend and I know you might be pissed because I climbed all the way to Pahwagrh and never went into the temple and I know you are irritated because I tell everyone that I do not believe in you when I secretly do… but aren’t you supposed to be forgiving?”
“Of course… but you have to remember what you believe in. Karma. You have a lot of bad Karma lined up against you.”
“What sorts?”
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A Thousand Wishes

There lie a thousand silences
In the gaps between your fingers
But only one resolute apeal
In the width of your hands lingers
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Aaj Bhi

My first attempt at Hindi Poetry…

Dabdabaayee Si Ankhon Mein Aaj Bhi Tairta Hai Chehra Unhi Ka
Ashkon Mein Aaj Bhi Kabhi Ruth te Kabhi Muskurate Hain Woh
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Teardrop

He takes her face in his hands and kisses her forehead.

“I will miss you”, she said.
“I will miss you too”

He held her close to his heart, tightening his arms around her. Brushing her unruly hair from his face, he gently sighs.
“I will miss your hair.”

She looks at him.

Four eyes.

Two teardrops.

The Black Phonebook

You were still in my arms
Till yesterday
And here you are today,
Nothing but a face
Stamped across my heart,
A tear in my eye
and a number in the
black phonebook.

- Neha