Cold November

नाद  है , उन्माद  है घनघनाती  भोर  में बजता  शंख  नाद  है भू  को  छू  ले  तू  ज़रा बादलो  को  चीर  के बिजलियों  का  दिल  जला इस  धरा  की  नाभि  में जलते  शोलों  को  पिला   पिघले  पिघले  सोने  को मुख  पे  मल  ले  तू  ज़रा वक़्त  को  आज़ाद  कर सरहदों  को  भूल  जा   इंसान  है  भगवान्  है तुझ  में  सब  जहां  है टुकड़े  टुकड़े  कर  खुदा  के बिखरे  बिखरे  लड़खड़ाओ   टूटे  शीशों के  अक्स  में हिन्दू  मुस्लिम  सिख  बनाओ   नाम  पे  भगवान्  के   मत...

Desires Delude Mislead your mind Think of a thought And clear rewind Step up the pace Let go the venom And Clear the race Things out of grasp Were never meant for you Why run after them Let them through Your needs Were never yours Fulfillment Was always pure Ever present Within you Surrounding Filling you You are love Love is you Simple pure Feels true Nothing needed Nothing gained Why do you go Against the grain A complete life Lives you A complete world Believes in you Everything Within you Needs and wants Bely you Pick yourself up And rely on you I am god And god is within me I am my lord And my lord is within me There is nothing Which enslaves me I'm free from all desires Living life in the moment Feeding my fires Going in the flow Letting it go

Pungent memories Cursed love Spurious words Where's the verve Burnt cliff Hurt stiff Lonely roads Feelings fraud Assumptions Vicious circular Presumptions Life halved Love carved Incomplete world Half verse Memories relapse Meanings lapse Unspoken Promises Make me gasp Dishonest emotions Go unacknowledged Live your life In desperate hell Richly deserved Unbearably sad