Meethe Ehsaas

Meethe Ehsaas

Jeena hai ya marna, yeh nahi jante hum…
Jaante hai, to bas itna..ki tere beena nahi rahe sakhte hum,
Dil bolo ya jaan tum ho kuch kassh ki
Zindagi ki har saas se ho tum
Tum toh who hi ho jisne haasya aur
Muskan di hai mujhe—aur kya bollon kya ho tum
Na ho yaar mere, na ho pyaar mere…
Ek dosti ka sabaak ho tum…
Dur hokar bhi sath ho…aur
Ab to taanhaiika ayesa bhi nahi hai
Ho mere aanjane tum…jo
Aanjan ho kar bhi aapne se ho
Aanjan hokar bhi meri jaan hai
Ek naam diya hai tumko…
Sach main use naam ke hakdar ho tum…
Masoom se ho pyaare se ho
Jisko pyaar kare sab kuch ayse hp
Kese karoon khuda ka shukriya…
Jisne delaya hai sath tumara…
Ek Aarzoo puri hoyi to ab dosri shru hoyi hai
Haan yeh sach hai, nahi jaante hum ki
Jeena hai ya marna…jante hai
Bas itna chate hai sath tumara…
Na pyaar banke, na piya banke…
Dosti ki “versha” karlo hum pe…
Toh shukar guzaar rahe gaye hum shdaA~!

Masti--Vershi

Anjani Khuli kibaat

mai ek khuli kitab hoon!
bas chup chup raheti hoon
sunn kar sikh thi hoon
meri main kya boloon jo mujhe jaante hai
mujhe shabdoon ka naam dete hai!
bas ek assi kitaab hoon jise maine
khud hi nahi pardha hai!
aanjaan hoon khud se
aur khud ko khuj rahi hoon
ek assi inssan hoon jo baas
saansee leyee jaa rahi hoon aur
khuda se dua kiye jaa rahi hoon
haan ek khuli kitaab hoon par
khud se aanjaan hoon
par hoon tho ek khuli kitab!!
kese pardhe tho ho aap
yeh aap ke nibaar hai
main aapko glat nahi bol saktiii kyun
main ek aanjaani hoon khud se
par auro ke liye main hoon to ek khuli kitab!

Masti---Vershi

Aaj sab ke liye~

aaj sab ke liye tanha hai hum
aaj sab ke liye tanha hai hum,
jaara dekho humare dil ko
tho jaano gaye kitne pure hai hum,
aapni bharh ki aakhon se na dekho--
jab aap abhi dil se dekho gaye tho jaano gaye
hum kitne kush hai aaj
sab ke liye tanha hai hum
par dil se dekho tho
mehfiloon main beten hai hum!

masti--vershi

Ek Masoom!

Ek masoom sa koi hai

Har pal mujhe muskrane ko kheta hai

Har pal masoom si baaten karta hai

Bas ek chote baache jaisaa hai

Aur ek masoomiyat usse mai assi hai

Jo gusse ko naraazgi ko khahi chor aata hai

Ek assa dost jo kuch chaata nahi par

Deta sab kuch hai!

Haan hum bhi ek masoom se mile hai

Jo humare liye hassta hai aur rotta hai

Ek assa dost jo bas kush dekhna chata hai hum!

Ek masoom sa hai koi jisne

“Vershi” ki masoomiyat ko jahga hai!

Khamosh sa aur muskaraata hai hai

Jisne hassi ki “versha” kar di hai hum pe

Ek assa dost hai humara jo kafi

Masoom hai!

Haan koi masoom sa dost jo hassi hai

“masti” hai humari!

masti--Vershi

HOPE~

Hope is life and sense of being
Without hope nothing can be done!
I’m living because I have hope
And I have hope because I have you~
You are the hope I live for!
A perfect stranger has become hope in my life
I wonder how long this hope will last
But I’m scared to
Lose the hope I have!
The hope that keeping me alive
It is the hope of being and understanding
It is the hope of love
It is the hope of your return
But when I close my eyes I see nothing but darkness
And your hope is the light to that darkness
Take away my life but not my hope
Take my soul but not my hope
Hope is the only way I can sense and be
Hope is what keeps me going
Hope is the one I live for
And I love
You have been the one I hope for
I hope to be with
I hope to understand and
I hope to be
Understood by~
Masti--is the hope of
Vershii
And Vershii is nothing without the
“richa” and “aarzoo” that
Lays within her!
Yas my hope is a way to life
And my hope is you!
You the one who taught me how to hope
Are taking away my hope!
But now
My hope is no Longer you
My hope is no Longer about you~!
My hope is only and only
About Vershii~
the one who lives to smile
and my hope remains only mine
yes I still hope and
I still live!
and I live and hope for
me! and stronger me!

Masti--Vershi

Coldness

I sit here with close eyes

With the coldness within me

I hear everything and listen to nothing.

The coldness within me is so cold

That it is freezing the emotions that I withhold in me.

I lack the sense of being

I lack the sense of love

Yes I have become someone that I am not!

I have learned to be hard and

Stone—like!

You have distorted me!

You have caused me to be someone that I am not

My laughter is gone

Within the coldness I have become a stranger to myself

There is no more

“Masti—Vershi” that use to live and dream

Now there is no one to understand me!

When I look in my heart

I see hate

And

I see disappointment

And

I see a girl who cries to be release!

And

I can’t release her!

Because you have locked her!

You have taken away her trust and sense of self

She is all alone with nothing but

Tears

That girl is not the one who was known for her innocent tricks

Tears have over taken “masti—vershi”

She lives in a world unknown to her

In the coldness

“Vershi” is lost!

Within the coldness a warm

Little girl is lost—and has become “Anjaani” stranger to all

Yes the coldness give by you have taken over

“masti—vershi”

dil ki aawaz

aapko dekhte hai tho dil darakh jata hai,

aur dil se ek aawazz aati hai

ki aapne hii pura kiya hai humara yeh jiwaan

bas laab pe dua aati hai kiii kushh rahe aap saada!

Masti--vershi

kabul hai judai!

dil jhhoom ne lagta hai, har pal aapko hi dekh ta hai
dekho na aaj bhi hum ghum hai aapki yaado mein
par jaante hai ki aap humare nahi
bas muskarake kabul karte hai ass judai ko!

Masti--Vershi

Wishpers

Whispers become Prayers

I whispered
I closed my eyes and folded my hands
Bowed my head, and move my lips.
No one heard the words coming out, and
No one heard the thoughts flowing through.
My whispers only remained mine.

I whispered to god,
I whispered for many things
I whispered to god for happiness
I whispered to him for his kindness
I only whispered¦without saying anything
I have learned to whispers but now I wish to pray.

I don't have the power to pray
I don't have the confidence to pray
But I do have the hope
I do have the will power to hope and whisper.

God I have whispered
Please try to understand my whisper
Consider my whispers as prayers
My whispers have become my feelings
So I'll always whisper to you and pray
For Happiness of my family and my friends.
My whispers have become my prayers that come from my soul!

Masti---Vershi

Because of you

I will not let you make the same mistakes that I did
I will not let you Cause your heart so much misery
I will not let you break the way I did,
I fell so hard
I've learned the hard way
To never let it get that far
Because of him
you never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of him
you learned to play on the safe side so you don't get hurt
Because of him
You find it hard to trust not only yourself, but everyone around you
Because of him
I am afraid
You will lose your way
And it's not too long before I point it out
You cannot cry
Because I know that weakness in your eyes
You are forced to fake
A smile, a laugh every day of your life
I watched you die
I heard you cry every night in your sleep
I was so close
You should have known to lean on me
You never thought of anyone else
You just saw your pain
And now
I cry in the middle of the night
For the same damn thing
Because of you
I don't know how to let anyone else in
Because of you
I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty
Because of you

Masti--Vershi
I am afraid
Because of you
Because of you

I have Changed so much!

I was a just born and she was Twenty,
Though we were two, we were one.
I would cry out and she would respond,
I would learn nothing but she never stopped teaching me.

I was surrounded by strangers eager to pull my cheek,
but they would vanish the as soon as I was wet and I would weep.
She would come running and hold me in her arms without any hesitation,
as though I had won the contest of some sort.

Now I was able to walk and chew,
guess what, I was two.
She and I were able understand one another,
I was her everything and she needed no one else but me.

I tried to walk but instead fell down,
the thought of her being with me,
took away the fear of pain.
We still could not talk that well,
But she understood my needs and wants so easily.

I could now move free,
because now I was three.
I was ready to join a new world,
my educational life was now going to unfold.

She dressed me as a princess,
but when I came back,
she needed minimum of an hour to rinse.
Now I was able to speak,
I was a plane and she was my runway.

How can I forget that child, whose shirt I ripped,
Guess what, I have turned four.
I now came home bite late,
and found her waiting at the gate.
She hugged me and took me in her arms,
it felt like flying through the sky.
Now we both did the homework together,
I would mess the home and she would do work.

Years have pass and now I turned fifteen,
and with each year I would forget to bend.
I didn’t care about what she said,
because now I have become bad.
She asked me to study for a better tomorrow,
but I was busy in a my own world.
Now I had many more others in my life.

I changed a lot in things she taught me,
She tried to hug me but I was out of her reach.
She still waited for me at the gate,
but I would look at her with almost the hate.
She would be awake until late night,
because I wasn't home, and I was in a fight.
She had so much to scold me about, but she never did say a word,
In the hope to find me better the next following day.
Time passed and now I am older,
still lost in my own world

Both of us now, had a distance between us
I left her for own my career.
But when I was young, for me, she sacrificed her NEEDS,
but I didn’t care, because now I have my own duty.
not only that I’m not with her, but I’m in different town
she is so old at the moment but I don't even sympathy for her in my heart.

I was not to be found when she needed me,
in the race of time I failed to see
Her pain, her hurt or her strife
In few years from now,
there will be someone new in my life.
At that point I fear I'll forget even to consider that,
I am her daughter and she is my Mother.
Glance at me, you will see a change in me
she remains the same waiting for me to come,
Looking forward for that hug, just that smile
But I have gone away ,away from her a few miles.


Mati--Vershi

Aazan

All I see is tiny hands, and feet

With very tiny pink lips

A smile with no teeth.

No words are said,

All you can hear is my voice

And

Yet there is a feeling of communication.

All covered in blue,

Only showing a face with

Small eyes and nose

Followed by a smile of this small thing.

When we come home all tired

Just a look at small things brings a smile on face.

The feeling of sadness is no longer there

The only feeling left brings a smile

The joy is the only thing one feels without any guilt.

There is no regret, no harsh feelings

There is only one single feeling left within the hearts

The feeling of joy

Something that most forget while living everyday life.

But this tiny thing has brought all the feelings to life

The pain when it he hurt

Joy when he smiles

Sorrow when he cries or feels uncomfortable

We care about it and it brings a smile on not only our face, but

He gives us the hope to live and dream.

He has become an angel that we all have been waiting for,

A perfect gift of god that makes everyone in our lives happy and full of life

We are now hoping and wishing only for him

The angel that has brought our worlds together with a smile.

We all are proud to be who we are

When we look at him we think that life is so perfect

And ask god for forgiveness and for the power to be thankful

All because of him we all have become

Thankful and Hopeful with our lives.

We pray not for self we pray for better tomorrow for him.

He is Aazan an angel with perfect smile and happiness

We all once again have started living

Aazan has made life much more livable.