Thursday, August 28, 2014

Just a thought.

It doesn't matter where I live.
I'll be in everyone's heart when I depart.
It doesn't matter what you listen of me.
I'll be known for the work I did.

Many have failed to understand me.
And many will do.
But there are some true ones
That may be a few.

Main aur ghalib!

Ghalib ki galio se guzra tha kabhi.
K ghalib se guftagu hogi.
Ghalib to naa rhe dunia main.
Log hume ghalib kehne lage!

Monday, August 4, 2014

A journey to nowhere

There is nothing that lasts a lifetime,
There are only a few who cares.
Life is a mystery,
A journey to nowhere. 

No one is bound die on his own will,
But is bound to born of others.
To journey all around the globe,
full of hatred and war,  to surrender. 

Nature is mysterious they say,
But isn't the human too.
Talking of peace and brotherhood
But beating till the other is blue.

Mocking at us, as we stand
At the boulevard of cadaver, 
Trying to be guilded, for the
Time to come, forever.