Monday, November 12, 2007

philosophy..ha ha ha


Wallowed in darker moods,
despised men and all the women.
disgusted,sometime I fraternized,
to get me fallacious proven.

Now,I fear to plumb my words,
I shiver to fathom religions,
they laugh at it calling philosophy,
I fear to knock their doors.

I smoked ."no smoking"

When the nights got stormy,
dictionary over my table wobbled,
I peeped through it ,
for appropriate words..
alas ,have not got them yet.

I stumbled over text and pages,
pondered of joy and rages,
the fags and smoke are left,
my thirst is yet to quench..

हम चुनेंगे कठिन रस्ते, हम लड़ेंगे

हम चुनेंगे कठिन रस्ते जो भरे हो कंकड़ों और पत्थरों से  चिलचिलाती धूप जिनपर नोचेगी देह को  नींव में जिसके नुकीले काँटे बिछे हो  हम लड़ेंगे युद्...