Care Enough!

I wonder sometimes where is the limit
should I jump right in or stare forever a bit

Would not it be wonderful to do what you feel
not worrying about reciprocating and let it stream

One or the other time when you realize it doesn't end there
tit for tat is the nature's rule, from which, can't run anywhere

A straight line in life may seem comfortable position
its not a life then but mere death bed situation

Why it is so hard to make the right balance
when to hold breath and when to go out for air

Sinking in is always easy, but does the water deserves it
come out, its your life, not subject to unkind birds to take it

I don't know if I can decide, will i learn or drown again
life is not kind, fall again and again until you end the game

Aag

Kab tak iss dil mein shamma jalaye rakhoge
kab tak iss aag ko hawa diye jaoge

kabhi to ye jindagi tumhe aukat dikhayegi
uss aag ke andar tumhe asliyat nazar aayegi

thokar to zingadi mein milni hi hai
fir bhi jo na seekhe, ye aag usse jalayegi

jo doosro ko musibaton se nikalna janta hai
usse ye zindagi kya musibato mein daalegi

aag mein tapkar hi loha majboot hota hai
fir iss loye ko zindagi kya jalayegi

khud ko jalake doosro ko jo roshan kare
wo tumhaari raakh ko kabhi thanda nahi hone denge

ab na roshni karni hai na jalna hai na jalana hai
bas iss aag ko thanda kar zindagi ko jeena hai

A choice!

I want to believe that life is simple
want to believe that there are no hurdles
see all the inspirational speech that make me wonder
will that point ever come that make me stumble

Living life like a clock with 50% duty cycle
In positive half trusting instict, hoping for miracle
negative half following mind on a broken vehicle
moving forward with heisenberg uncertainity principle

You can chose to bow or stand straight
positive energy can take you anywhere
how do we decide where when what is the inflection point
to adapt further or break the freaking joint

Sooner I make the choice, easier the life will be 
But is making a choice, could ever a solution it be
One thing I realize neither from past nor for future
chosing the instinct in present is the best feeling ever.

PRP-forever!

kuch cheeze hain jo duniya tumhe seekhati hai

kuch yaadein hain jo aankho mein bass jaati hain

kuch baatein hain jo kabhi na khatam hone aati hain

ek dosti hai jo na khud se banayi jaati hain

wo rishta jo dil se nikalta hai

shabdo mein kabhi na bayaan ho pata hai

samay or milo ki dooriya na inhe dikhti hain

ek alag hi aayam inn bhavnao ko mil jaata hai

na jaane kaha se chalkar kaha pahuch jaate hain

hum desh ko chod naye desh mein bass jaate hain

unn yaado ke sahare duniya se takra jaate hain

hum dost ke liye desh to kya duniya laangh jaate hain

pyaar vyaar bahut suna, bahut dekha inn aankho ne

jo rishta dil se ho, wo dimaag se samjhana chaha hamne

kabhi sochne baithne hain, kya wajah de iss ehsaas ko

kabhi na milne wale jawab ko pehchaan jaate hain

kuch ese hi logo ne ehsaas karaya humko

ye rishta ek zindagi ka mohtaaz nhi

janmo ke saathi hain hum, jyada sochne ki jarurat nahi

marr kar bhi peecha na chuda paaoge, tumhe iska ehsaas nahi

Expression

Its that time of the time again

when all thoughts seem blurred and vain

Need to understand its not the same

sharing with someone or writing on pane

Its the same frame of the thoughts again

you learn something new, understand something new

sharing this also may seem to be very good

but its not necessary, making others, part of your dew.

Its the same plot of the game again

You always want the batting, never want to field the game.

control your feelings and be a sport

be strong and cherish your share of the tame

It might be difficult to find a comfortable chair

but when you find one, dont load it with stupid fare

take a stand and dont get carried away by the air

its not always necessary to share

Its that instance of the moments again

when you analyse others and see a mirror stare

Its that time of the time again

Arman

Kuch to arman jo dil mein dabaye baithe hain

Na jaane kyu apno se hi chupaye baithe hain

apni hi khwahisho ko yaadein bana rakha hai

aur wo kehte hain, yaado ko hamne dost bana rakha hai

fir ye bhi vichaar karte hain, sahi - galat kya hai

lekin iss bechain dil ko itni samajh kaha hai

apni har soch mein unhe haasil karne ki tamanna hai

jindagi ko bas uss soch ke sahare chalaye ja rahe hain

Na jaane kyu kisi aur chehre mein wo dhunde ja rahe hain

jo hamare saath hua wo uske saath kare ja rahe hain

fir iss umeed mein arman jagaye baithe hain

ye arman unke dil mein aa jaye

ye khwahish daba baithe hain

kuch to arman jo dil mein dabaye baithe hain

Deep thoughts!

This is it. That blurred boundary is so clearly visible.

I can totally see that I can't see any further.

For others it is always so clear when I perceive it

But for myself I am suffering from farsightedness.

Only a lens of belief it needs I believe

The glass of belief is the one which is haunting me.

Every new day has its own perception as if

Time itself is a living confused creature.

Experience of the past from their present seems so legit now.

But again who knows if for themselves they could have found that glass or not.

Past is never a past if it foreshadow future actions

Blurred boundary may leave its mark in others' reactions

For some it is crossing, while footpath for others by the road

Ultimately key is only one belief to that door.