Bheed me khota jaa raha hai tu....

Wrote this long back...

Bheed me khota jaa raha hai tu,
aisa bhi kya paa raha hai tu.
Apne hi dil ki awaaz mund kar,
duniya ki sunta jaa raha hai tu.
aisa bhi kya paa raha hai tu.

Khayalon ko hakikat ka aina dikha kar,
sapno ko apne kahi sulakar,
bas jagta hi jaa raha hai tu,
aisa bhi kya paa raha hai tu.

Jeevan ke yudh me yodha ban kar,
chal raha hai tu apni aakhen band kar,
sangarsh ki lapton me khushiyon ko jala raha hai tu,
aisa bhi kya paa raha hai tu.

Andhi daud me bhag raha hai tu aise,
sudbudh gava diya ho kisine jaise,
jeene ka lutf kaha utha raha hai tu,
aisa bhi kya paa raha hai tu

Creation of a frozen man...

I had gone for 'Chadar trek' a few days back & was multitasking big time with my phone. I clicked pictures, made videos with narration, took notes & lastly, wrote a poem as well. In my defense, for the childish attempt at poetry, it was extremely cold & I had very little to do. Sleep was not something you could bank on, as its a precious commodity in the terrains of frozen river. Needless to say, all the notes & the only poem was written during late night only. Notes would be shared in a separate post.

So here goes the unadulterated version of a title less poem.


You would have many a fall here and there,
not to forget all the nightmare.
We saw dead body and severed limbs too,
had to manage without a proper loo.
Faced cold which keeps you in shivering mode,
and please don't get me started on 'link road'.
Ice cracking beneath your feet would scare you shit-less,
feet inside the ice, you are in a mess.
But visuals were a sheer delight,
everywhere you look you would find a wonderful sight.
Ice, water, snow & mountains were perfect,
canyons gave great lighting effect.
Our typical day had zero mails & zero phone call,
'hearts' & '29' made our evenings small.
Amazing food & bonfire made me feel as if I belong,
so at the time of departure, I just said "So long".