Neha R Krishna: 2014

Tuesday 23 December 2014

I Breathe, I Bleed...

The tale of woe continued, the colour of my blood is pain

Unshared, dejected.

A piece of sorrow hemmed in, in my throat, choking my smile

Regardless, I bear

Even the tears are afraid to retire

Will be left with nothing, then,

Stealing some saline crystals

To erase the black smile, hidden beneath my skin,

The spelling of 'smile', I don't remember

I don't smile anymore...

Ah! I want to kiss your grey smile

Your eyes flare my sight

Painting my soul with your words

Umm! You make me hungry in each of our conversations...

My biggest fear is seclusion

Bloody silence when shines on me

My trembling voice betrays me from within

Cannot purdah my isolation

Shackled in pain, I

I cannot share my tears...

Love Carnival

Your voice is so tempting, it reminds me of, the liquid chocolate catering and swirling my taste buds

And the chocolate, that melts in, to the euphoric core

The dark chocolate like tone when teases me,

My soul dramatically excites for a roller coaster ride.

Is the night young or it's the sun, imitating the white kiss?

Is it the day sun playing with the lustrous rays or it's the moon, imitating the yellow fun?

My senses are tripping ecstasy

What is my name, I remember not

Please... Whisper it out loud, the texture of my name is so smooth and velvety, when you celebrate it.

Wednesday 15 October 2014

"How do I look"

Ugly, is the color of my blood

Running in me,

To keep me mere alive

My heart slapping every beat,

To keep me mere alive

Decaying layers of my skin are not able to hide the bones of my guilt

I smell ugly, I do

And, when I asked the mirror of my soulful rusty eyes

How do I look?

"Ugly" It slammed me

I worship I breathe

The demon and his love for lust

Elegantly divine demon and his cosmic lust

Ugly is beautiful, yes, very beautiful...

Saturday 27 September 2014

ज़िद्दी...

ठीक है,

तुम्हारी यहीं ज़िद है ना, कि तुम मेरे सपनो में आओगे, मिलने मुझसे

तो लो, इसी ज़िद में, तुम्हें और तुम्हारी ज़िद को ज़ेहन में रखते हुए

हम भी ये वादा करते है, कि,

अब हम अपनी आँखें कभी नहीं खोलेंगे...

"Fading"

Lost... Sigh! I lost it,

I lost you, I lost me,

Everything... I lost everything

In a bet with time;

I thought, I can win you over time

Losing you was the only nightmare

I never wanted to chase

Hence,

I wagered you with time

Did I, Did I do any wrong

But. When. I.

When I wagered you with time

I saw you fading... fading

"Frozen Little Heart"

Collecting some pieces

And, some more pieces

Of my heart,

My frozen little heart

Which scattered

In one touch of your words

Which you never shared

But it's killing me, it's the

The expression of your silent words

Tuesday 23 September 2014

"आओ, सूरज बाँट लें..."

आओना, हम सूरज बाँट लें

तुम सुबह की अंगड़ाई तोड़ लेना

और मैं गुलाबी शाम परोसूँगी

शहर शहर किससे बिखेर देंगे

आओना, एक बार

सूरज बाँट लें, हम

एक सूरज, तुम्हारे देश का

सजाऊँ, अपने बरामदे में

और, भेजू एक सूरज अपने हवालों से

तुम्हारा घर सजाने के लिए

तन्हा तन्हा क्यूँ बैठे

आओना, सूरज बाँट लें हम

पंखों पे सूरज के,

हाल-ए-दिल लिख, भेज रही हूँ

तुम अहवाल-ए-दिल-ए-ज़ार बाँट देना मुझसे

आओना,

सूरज बाँट लें हम...

Tuesday 26 August 2014

Sometime love needs nothing, no words, no expressions, but a serene gesture of hug. A lot can happen over a hug, over a warm tight hug. Sometimes, words are not able to portray themselves potent enough to dominate feelings, they only conceive misunderstanding. Then, silence holds the secret of love, but it should flow through the waves of gestures, for silence is like Braille, it needs the gesture of touch to understand, when it seeps within.

© Neha R Krishna

Monday 25 August 2014

अर्ज़ी

कितनी मोहब्बत करते है

कभी तो, इस बात को मानो

इश्क़ हैं, तो कहो ना,

जीने की रज़ा दो

रूठकर हमी से और न सज़ा दो

कुछ बातों के हकदार हम भी है

कुछ अल्फ़ाज़ से हमे भी नवाज़ों

अर्ज़ियाँ दे दे कर, हम तो हार गए...

Thursday 21 August 2014

फ़ुतूरी

फ़ुतूरी दिल,

उल्फ़त की आढ़ में

तेरा होने लगता है

बावला ये मन

सपना बोने लगता है

ये केसा फ़ुतूर चढ़ा है,

तुम्हारा ज़िक्र... मुझे, और

मेरे लम्हों को कितनी आसानी से कमज़ोर बना देते है।।।

Haiku:

Longing sinful wait-

Years and years of tears and pain;

Counting all seasons...

Monday 18 August 2014

चौराह

मिलना है तुझसे,

मिलने की तमन्ना रखते है

तू चल अपनी राह पे

और,

मैं यहा से चलती हूँ

ज़िंदगी के चौराह पे मिलेंगे

वक़्त नहीं रुक सकता

लेकिन हम रुकेंगे

एक वक़्त, दो घड़ी,

कुछ लम्हों के लिए

जब, ज़िंदगी के चौराह पे मिलेंगे...

तो, अब मैं चलू?

तुम यूँही मसरूफ़ रहना अपने बहानो में

और कहना कि,

"समय नहीं मिलता तुम तक आने की

मसरूफ़ियत में इसकदर खोया हूँ मैं"

और मैं,

रंग-ए-लम्स देखने के लिए

अपनी रूह छोड़ जाती हूँ

सुलझाना नहीं शब्दों को

जिन्हें, मैं छोड़ जाती हूँ

लो, अब मैं जा रहीं हूँ...

ख़्वाब सा तुम्हें अपने साथ न ले जाऊ

चुरा न लूँ तुम्हें, दूर रहना तुम,

मुझसे, दूर रहना

यूँही अपने बहानो में मसरूफ़ रहना

और रहना, मुझसे दूर

उफ़क़ पे बैठ, तुम्हारा इंतज़ार करूँगी

जब,

मसरूफ़ियत से जी चुराना हो

तो आना मिलने, फ़ुर्सत से,

उजली उजली बातें उतारेंगे

लहरों पर

एक मुट्ठी फ़ुर्सत ले आना, तुम

और, जाते जाते

एक मुट्ठी बातें ले जाना

तो,

अब मैं चलू?

इंतज़ार जो करना है तुम्हारा...

Haiku:

Money so sincere-

Knows no pain, no sin, no life

In fact, earns you bread...

Friday 8 August 2014

I wish...

I wish I could tell you the truth

But, but you never wanted to live the truth.

For you it's an end every time

But, but you never took the pain

To look beyond the end.

I wish I could borrow some you from you

To reflect the you in the mirror of you.

But, I will take a refuge in pain

Though saline, but, will dance in rain.

I wish I could tell you the truth

But, but you never wanted to learn the truth.

The truth of my conscience, how every time

You killed me with your outrageous temper

When you touched me with your words.

I wish I could borrow some you from you

To reflect the you in the mirror of you.

But, I will take a refuge in pain

Though saline, but, will dance in rain.

Sometime.....

Sometime, it's easy to hide emotions,

When distances rule your relations.

Saline eyes, shines like dead sea

And it dreams to have a dream.

Sometime, though not easy, but need to hide, those very eyes, that blinks some blues, with every drop it jingles.

Words may console your heart

But it cannot solace your soul.

Sometime, though not easy, but need to imitate those very smile, that burns your lips, with every curve it paints.

Sometime, it's easy to hide emotions,

When distances rule your relations.

Bargaining Love

Let us bargain,

My heart- your love;

My soul- your smile;

I know your heart is

More like, the stone

Irreparable, pieces

Spread in the dark velvety sky

Lone, shimmering blues.

Take my heart and lend me your love

Soak me in your blues

Take my soul, for

I want to see you breathing

Your soulful smile.

Let us bargain,

My heart- your love

My soul- your smile.

Thursday 7 August 2014

मीठे चाँद का पान और एक ईद

मीठे चाँद का पान

आज अपने हाथों से बनाया है

गुलकंद, शहद, और

छिड़का है

कुछ बूँद इश्क़ भी

तुम ही तो हो

मेरे

माह-ए-ईद

इस ईद शौक़-ए-दीद हो जाए

मनाओ, एक ईद संग मेरे भी

एक ईद, मनाओ

संग मेरे भी...

Haiku:

I'm going to die-

Oh! So soon that I can't lie

Will rest in Your arms...

मीरा

बदनाम इश्क़ हूँ मैं

मीरा मेरा नाम

हौले से,

रंग शाम जेसे चढ़ता है

वेसे ही, चढ़ गया

तुझ संग नेह का रिश्ता

तेरे इश्क़ ने सजाया, नचाया

तेरे इश्क़ ने,

तेरी बातों से बन गई मैं जोगन

बन गई सुहागन तेरी बातों की

तेरे इश्क़ का चोगा डाल

फिरती हूँ हर गलियों से

मैं मीरा बदनाम

सोंधी सी खुश्बू तेरे इश्क़ की

लिए फिरती हर गलियों से

मैं मीरा बदनाम

जोगिन रूप धर हो गई मैं बदनाम

इस इश्क़ में हो गई मैं बदनाम

जोगिन रूप धर हो गई मैं बदनाम

तेरे इश्क़ में हो गई मैं बदनाम

The silly shower....

I want to smile when I cry-

Some crazy smile,

And not questioning myself

'M I happy or 'm I sad

But will endear a smile.

Sometime I will cry my heart out,

But then later,

I will smile on my silly cry

The silly shower.

My smile will waggish riposte to the tears

And then I smile, some crazy smile

And then I smile, the silly smile....

Sunday 3 August 2014

Worrying for something which has never happened is like giving air to assumptions which is hazardous and worrying for something which is already your past is useless. If you have any problem lookout for solutions and if you don't have any problems then read some good books/ or listen music/ or dance/ or write. So instead of worrying uselessly, accommodate your thoughts with something useful.

A feeling that holds your heartbeat for couple of seconds and then it pounds back, echoing in your eardrums. Heavy-hearted, is the way you feel all of a sudden and still you really don't know the reason. Some feeling, some miserable feeling is a sign of something is wrong, somewhere. You don't know it but your sub- conscience mind is aware of it. And hence your core knocks you from within, intimating you through pounding heart that your loved ones needs you, go reach them, cause they are unable to reach you.

Stay Connected! Stay Blessed!

Some decisions are difficult in life, you go weak at the knees when you think of it. So you try to skip it for a while but later the time, that very time that you skipped then, demands you to take the same difficult decision now, and it gives you no other option but to face it. You pull all your strength together, you are scared, nervous, your heartbeat is kicking your guts, chilling all the layers beneath your skin, and every thought bullying your strength, drawing black color in your vision, making it difficult for you to see beyond. But, believe in yourself, walk beyond fears and see all the decisions you were afraid to take was just the trick of the time to test your belief. So Do Believe In Yourself! Stay Blessed! Keep Smiling! Take Care!

Untitled:

Careless wander,

In the streets

Of summer noon.

Heedless dance,

In the shower

Of love monsoon.

Lazy sleep,

In the bed

Of white winter boon.

Jingling jangling,

Some faded days

Of my childhood.

Nonet:

Let’s make love, kindle that lustrous moon

Some gentle move with some soft touch,

Be it naughty, be it wild,

Twaddle twattle madly,

Effortless, sinful,

Lustful, soulful,

Passionate,

Candid

Love….!

"I Dreamt of You Again"

And in my dreams,

Picture of you painted with my soul

And you smile in my heart with every beat

Curls of your emotions strangle my breath....

And in my dreams,

We fight to heal our unknown relationship

I promise to love you not in person but in aura

And with so much of love I don't love you, still I love......

And in my dreams,

You muffle me beneath your flesh from chilling anguish

You sing a song and put me at ease in your arms

And we dance on the rhythm of the core.....

In my dreams, I dreamt of you again,

And, I dreamt of you again.

Wednesday 30 July 2014

"Killing Yourself is Easy, Try Something Difficult."

Pain suffocates your thoughts and bars you in a dark room of isolation. It suffocates the passage of the windpipe and makes it hard for you to breathe and you barf your every thought. At times, you are unable to drink even a sip of water, it leads to numbness, lack of sensation, lack of feeling, paralyzing your senses pain rules you. Firstly, you fear of being isolated, but then, you want to punish your fear too.

Isolation can be a better option then, but it leads you nowhere, it makes you count your pain every mini second. Though isolated, but not alone, you, crowded with all your absurd thoughts, counting and listing your pain. Then you feel like to release your pain but it is so much into you that it make you lose "You" and slowly slowly you are lost in the fog of pain.

Though the layer within your skin is cold but you feel feverish, your body temperature is normal but your state of mind is sluggish. Partial amnesia knocking your brain down, making you forget what you are up to and what you were doing and why you are breathing and everything else. When you feel dead, breathing seems pointless then. You dive in a boiling pool of oil, and try to burn the scar of the heart. Your chest, the ribs, your heart crackles in pain, your stomach contract, trachea is blocked by pain leading to suffocation, unable to breathe. Your brain tissues can feel the pinch now, unable to think.

You want to cry loud, you want to cry hard but then later you realize that even your tears, your every drop of tears has had solidified and now you feel betrayed;

At times, your upbringing, the likely approachable situation does add to your personality, your thought process, your past, your following reactions; it also supports you to overcome your pain. But, sometime it can also adversely bully you to the extent of committing suicide.

You think you have found the ultimate solution of killing the pain but it is contagious. You may happen to transmit your pain to others. So instead of killing the pain, heal it. ( Killing Yourself is Easy, Try Something Difficult. )

If you can smile then share your smile, and bet to have the most beautiful smile ever. If you can write then share your writings, you may heal the pain of hearts of hearts loitering in the crowd of millions. Indulge in other forms of art. Coddle yourself! Stay connected! Stay connected to your soul, stay connected to your smile. Respect yourself! Respect your being. And Do Trust Time!

Tuesday 7 January 2014

Haiku:

Words changing color

Emotions muffling beneath

Flirting with haiku........!!!

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