If I Were A Painter

If I were a painter
Would've painted your heart
A heart that could love me
And feels the same as mine
A heart that could feel the pain
That I feel in your absence
A heart that could see the tears
When you are far
A heart that could miss me
More than mine misses you
A heart that could hear the cry
When mine cries for you
A heart that could beat for me
As mine beats for you
But I am not so gifted
Is that why you drifted?
Or tell me the reason, tell me why?
Was my love not enough?
Or did I make you cry?
More than my life, I loved you
Was that not enough for you?
I am not angry, but I miss you
My life wouldn't be in dark
If I were a painter
And I could paint your heart.

The Ghost

Once I went to a hunted place

It was quiet and calm, like space

As I walked and explored

Hit a stone and I was floored

To my surprise, I was not hurt

And also I felt some support

This scared me the most

Have I actually felt a ghost?

I gathered courage and went again

To see if I could feel the same

I felt somebody is walking along

Also I could hear a melodious song

I shouted, screamed, and tried to talk

But all I could feel, was 'The Walk'

Now I wanted to see this host

Or, was I falling for a ghost?

A sweet melody that I did hear

Now I wanted more, without any fear

I sat there for hours, counting days

Tried to talk to her in multiple ways

Days passed, I started talking to the walls

But no response ever came from the halls

That castle was along the coast

Did I fall in love with a ghost?

Then for the last time, I went there

With a hope that today I could hear

Today I decided to say goodbye

Thought, at least she would say 'hi'

I heard nothing, but ambience turned blue

I realized, she liked my presence too

Now I am far away from that coast

But in my heart, I still miss that ghost.

Yaadien

Kya kya din dekhe hai maine
Dhekhi hai kya kya raatien
Beet gye wo saare lamhe
Reh gyi bas teri yaadien

Wo lamhe yaad aate hai
Jo kaate the tere sang
Hasna gana ruthna manana
Le gya tu zindgi k sab rang

Ruth gyi hai ab khushiya
Gham ne hai thama daman
Roti hai sab deeware
Soona hai mera aangan

Ab tanhai se hai mera sath
Tuje pane ki kho chuka hu aas
Phr bhi is dil me tu baki hai kahi
Dur ho kr bhi tu hai dil k paas

The Wait

Cute is her face

Sweet are her talks

And, I wanna see her

When she walks

It’s been long

We are in touch

But about her

I don’t know much

We exchange texts

Day and night

Should I call her?

That’s a plight

Yes, we never talk

Over the phone

But in a recording

I heard her tone

Like a soothing music

Was her voice

I wanna hear her more

Refraining is not a choice

For long, I wanna see her

In the best way, I will greet

Yes, that day has come

And finally we’ll meet.

Three Days

For a long time, you were away
I know how I passed each day
And you removed your picture too
I'd miss it, tell me what to do
Three days without you in sight
Passing time is no less than a fight
Only in pictures I adore you girl
Unfortunately, haven't seen you in real
But I'll wait for three long days
You change your mind, heart prays
If you don't, You'd remain dearest
For some reason, I find you the best
To see you girl, I would find ways
For you I can wait, more than
THREE DAYS.

Love At First Sight

Girl in metro, on the opposite seat

To her beauty, no girl can compete

Flowers on shirt were fresh as live

Spectacles on nose, five on five

Eyes were prettier than pearls

Hair were made with perfect curls

Teeth were whiter than milk

Skin seemed smoother than silk

A beautiful peak, was her nose

She looked prettier than a rose

Wish I had courage to say ‘hi’

Or, if she could hear my heart's cry

I might not get to see her again

This thought gave me a pain

In a while the train stopped

She stood up and she walked

She reached, it was her destination

I still had to travel to my station

Her picture is permanent in my brain

My eyes search for her in each train

I don't know what to call this plight

I think it's called love at first sight.

I Still Mourn

It’s been long,

I haven’t written a word.

Where is my inspiration?

Where in that Bird?

Am I too busy?

That I’ve lost the fire

Or, because you aren’t there

You were my desire

About you I wrote,

More than I could

And I loved you

More than you understood

But you played me,

Left me in the dark

Now I cry alone

But, I’ve lost that spark

As time passed

I moved on

But deep inside my heart

I STILL MOURN..!!!