Ignoring the beauty of life…


Looking at every aspect of life.
We do ignore the beauty of life.
During the midst of happy and sad.
We really become, sometimes mad.
Chasing the one which we don’t need.
Lands us in situation of greed.
Even the heart says it is wrong.
We indulge in doing the wrong.
Involving in the thorny path.
We ignore the present golden path.
Instead of finding the positive.
We do find negatives in positive.
Leaving the glorious beauty aside.
We move towards the unhealthy side.

One needs to have introspection.
Instead of indulging in conspiration.
Life has several layers to come.
Good or bad, we need to overcome.
During the sole honeymoon period.
We forget the struggle period.
One should learn from the mistakes of past.
Rather than blaming the past.
The mindset needs to be changed.
Then only we can bring a change.
Harsh reality still persists.
Looking at every aspect of life.
We do ignore the beauty of life.
Ignore the beauty of life.

– Ashish Kumar


You are my future…

Every moment I feel your presence.
Most of the times I see your negligence.
Your eyes always speak something.
I just want to know that thing.
You are here I am here.
What is there to fear?
Leave the barking people aside.
Come in my heart and reside.
You are my only priority.
Together we will survive any tragedy.

I saw you the day when you cried.
For you my dear I did cried.
I know you more than yourself.
You know me more than myself.
Your lips are always hesitating.
Convey to myself instead of stopping.
Don’t think much about the social issues.
Together we will tackle all the issues.
Forget about everything and come closer.
We will be together.
Leave the rest.
Together we will enjoy all the fests.
I have nothing to do with the past.
I know only one thing.
I am your present.
You are my future.
I am your present.
You are my future.


– Ashish Kumar

अनचाही याद ।

अक्सर  उन  बातों  को  जिसे  भुलाना चाहता हूँ ,
बार – बार क्यूँ याद आ जाती है । 
अक्सर उस चेहरे को जिसे दिल से हटाना चाहता हूँ ,
बार – बार क्यूँ सामने आ जाती है । 
वीरान सा हूँ ,

शमशान में रहने लगा हूँ । 

धोके की इस दुनिया में  ,
अपनापन खोने लगा हूँ ।  

 यादों के साए में ,
खुशियों का है नज़ारा । 
हकीकत की परछाई में ,
अश्कों का है ज़मावरा । 
धुँध में फैली है एक ऐसी चिंगारी ,
जो  कभी जल नहीं पाती है । 
     पता नहीं बार – बार मुझे उसकी याद क्यूँ आती है ?


          – आशीष कुमार