Heuristic

Are stars the telescope of God  To keep eye on people’s dream  To check all almighty’s kid sleep  These guardians of galaxies gleam  Are these stars the decoration  On the dress of someone divine  Or worn on hairs of a dark sky  These twinkles on a tiara shine  Countless stars surround the moon As acquaintance, friends, or lovers  Are they the companions of the dark?  Or an army of king's protectors  Stars are zodiac signs for some  They govern people's fate  Astrophysics define stars life  ‘Astrology’ has a pseudo-scientific gate  Affectionate stars make constellations  As if held together by some string  Precious moments make a string of feelings  Binding soul and heart's ring

Gazing at Stars make me wonder  Are these my wishes glittering in the sky  I count when they fall  Drowning in a sea of fulfillment they dry  Are stars enumeration of our pains or pleasures?  Or lists of our guilts or losses?  If their brightness marks our confusions  Or twinkle as our feeling tosses  Maybe stars are a count of endless life  Infinite cycles of deaths and births  Relating the mysterious soul and heaven rife  Defining threads of edgeless circles  Endless thoughts and Limitless stories  Imaginations in my mind sued  For bringing them in words  This story is to be continued… 

Trust was a luxury Between the loved ones Looked like timeless serenity With time, its fondness runs Plenty of sunlight in a farm A fortunate bliss of warmth  Time flew in its arm Too late realized sunburn armth  Went to water Satisfied the thirst  Proud with power Floods and cyclones burst Trust is beautiful When not blind and shy Glorious when faithful Extremeness may make it dry Allow me to polish and relive my trust Re-glorify it, to remove timely rust Will hold its place and just It doesn’t bound or hurt to adjust!

Rings of mazes  Glaze of sunlight,  The mysterious soul  All unresolve the sight ! Thorns sing to themselves,  Never change their attitude to lie,  Flowers lose beauty with time,  Trashed when their fragrance die !

Togetherness with a Rhythm of Play  Someone to laugh with an impish glee  Who to me and to whom I can say  “My eyes can find you beyond you see”  There is always a time-bound  For a budding flower on a tree  To have a feeling so profound  A selfless true love it could be! I wish you see the way My eyes will see you and me An untouched, unheard play A song veracious and free!

A sky glazing with the sun  A green grassland blooming around  Being there was so much fun  Waves of wind had a cheerful sound! The aroma made me wonder  Was only landscape making it beautiful?  Closed my eyes and again did ponder  To my surprise, that feeling was blissful! The wind which I couldn’t see  Had a silver tint of knife  It shined to give a glee  Parallelly acted as a mirror of life! Beauty is not only a good appearance  It is in the divine presence of a soul  Feel and warmth may not come at a glance  Each action has a blow of a complimenting role! Joy comes from within the heart  Eyes add glimpse to the hint  Even a colorless wind with dirt  Possess a beautiful silver tint!

There are some wounds,  Buried deep inside,  Hidden, that no one founds,  May drive an emotional tide!  They are like those flowers,  Held in the fist very tight,  Lost their fragrant showers, Still, their thorns give a painful fight!  Once I opened the fist,  The cuts of thorn dried,  Petals blew with sweaty mist,  Freed their scent flied!  Flowers of wounds,  Wither when secured, With the freedom of forgiveness, Even the deepest wounds are cured!

Why love always happens In the so-called first sight First was just a glance so sudden It took ‘Seconds’ to be on-flight The flight of a dreamy feel Where you were shining so bright My heart was beating loud But I stood there resolving brain’s fight Thought it might not be right It is just a mere attraction But then something hit me tight Bringing in lots of affection That gracious smile on your face And thee gentle helpful gesture When you bent and tied the lace Of an old fat lady at the juncture Saving unknown from getting hurt Settling everything upright At that moment, bloomed in my heart The love at 'second sight' !

I don’t know what it is But I feel it every day, Not for someone in person But for moments that pay, Pay for a laugh and smile Gestures that speak and say, Bring me back from lonely exile Fill energy for every play, With that aroma around me Essence so fresh and gay, I know you are always with me In those vibes, that prevail and stay!

I still remember  That bright smile  Not broad or grandeur  Gorgeously soft and juvenile  All packed from home  Going to my work domicile  Instilled in me some happiness  It was that blissful shiny smile  So carefree, so genuine  A playful piece of beauty  Gleamed the surrounding with its presence  With its serene enchanting purity  Yes, this was a joyful kid  Playing in his own world of vigor  Streaming unbounded heartily expressions  Didn’t adapt to any defined shade or color  Suddenly all stress was released  Nothing there seemed volatile  Feeling the power of positive vibe  I smiled to and for the smile :)

Small Crystal shine with the light The big desert remains dry The partner and partnership matters Each journey doesn't glorify! Neither the equals Nor the similarities Nature guides Support with disparities!  Rose has its thorn Peacock carries ugly paws Lotus grows in mud Moon stains with dark spots! As they say Beauty with the beast Without tough play There is no feast! A ray of light Shows-up in the dark Together, the partners' fight Burn glooms, Ignite spark!

वो बच्चपन के भी क्या आलहम थे शैतानी, मासूमियत, नादानी सब रंग थे खुद की मर्ज़ी से जीने वाले, तब हम हम थे मौसम, दोस्त, अपने सपने सब संग थे हवा सा मन आज़ाद था हर पल की कश्ती मे नया स्वाद था ना कोई चिनता, ना कोई फसाद था कुछ न जानकर भी, हमे सब याद था ख्वाबो की सियाई से,  शीशे की कलम भरके, पत्थर से सूरज उगाते थे नज़ाने क्या क्या तस्वीरें बनाते थे  बड़े हुए तो सब तस्वीरें बदल गयी हक़ीक़त के पानी से सपनो की परछाइयाँ गल गईं जो कोरा कागज, बारिश की कश्ती बन्ने का मोहताज था, कभी पंखा , कभी खबर की आवाज था बड़े हुए तो जाना, की वो जानलेवा साज है उसे रंग दिअ ह कुछ ऐसे, की अब वो सरताज है हर पल आपस मे लडकर भी, दिल का पैमाना मीठा था आज रोज़ गले मिलते है, फिर भी मन मे जहरीले जाम है आज़ादी का तब कुछ ऐसा मुकाम था जाती गाड़ियाँ गिनते थे फूलों की पंखुड़ियां चुनते थे और आज ना सुभा का पता है, और ना कोई शाम ...

Filled Glass has no space, Completeness has no void, While adding a flavor, It overflows acting paranoid! Water doesn’t wet the blood, Heat doesn't burn the sun, Frost doesn't bite the moon, Death has no end to end! Voids give meaning to life, Add feelings to vibe, Enchant Beauty to reform, Guide a way to perform! Epitomes develop in steps, Have spaces to refill, Pain to build strengths, A pleasure to enjoy the thrill!

Thread tied in a circle  Has no gap, no edge  But needs a knot For a non-breaking pledge! Life and death meet at the knot To restart the round Health and wealth slide on the thread Surroundings strengthen this bound! Feelings color the thread Circumstances stretch to change the gap Relations amend its thickness “Actions” only can re-shape or trap!

Sun Ray on water, Deeper but shallow, Changing its color, Mingling with fellow, Water starts to sparkle, Fills with glow, Evaporates slowly, Still smiles inflow, Warm water comes to the surface, Cool water overpowers by play, Both are the same state, Still, fighting to be on top with the ray!

Dreams are real treasures, Conceit seeds to be sown, Passionate gesture empowers, Rise of a king with the glory of the crown! Dream to fly, As high as the sky, No clutch, no boundary, Laugh so much that tears Cry! Beyond Factual, No more Sigh, Feel the unusual, Like a Paradise so nigh! It’s all driven by a faith in the dream, Guiding to beauty and serendipity, Heartily efforts always gleam, With a silhouette of "dignified creativity"!