Coming Tornado


Miffed with the unexpected battle.
I landed in the path of unrealized trouble.
Nature was cool with its weather.
I was facing the breeze of debacle.
Moving in the no man’s land.
I reached the land of sand.
No ray was able to motivate.
It was difficult to plant and cultivate.
Challenge and trouble came back to back.
Nothing was left while I looked back.
I didn’t cried but tears came slowly.
I started to make new path of my journey.
Barren land doesn’t give fruitful results.
Life is full of twisted results.
Challenge lies in the heart and mind.
Accept it and don’t mind.
Life may be sometimes barren.
Convert it into a terrain.
This is what t I realized from the fiasco.
I started with full dedication…
And didn’t stop from the coming tornado.
Didn’t stop from the coming tornado.

– Ashish Kumar

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सच्चे दिल से |


कल तुम्हे देखा था मैने |
कुछ इस नज़र से |
जैसे चाहने लगा हूँ तुम्हे |
सच्चे दिल से |
तुम्हारे चेहरे से झलकती मासूमियत |
मुझे खींचती है तुम्हारी ओर |
तुम्हारे होठों का सिसकना |
मुझे ले जाता है तुम्हारी ओर |
भूल जाता हूँ मैं सारे ग़म |
मैं और तुम अब बन जाए “हम” |

चेहरे पे असमंजस है ,
पर दिल मे कुछ और है |
ज़बान कुछ कहती है ,
पर आँखों मे कुछ और ही है |
साफ झलकता है प्यार ,
तुम्हारी आँखों से |
होठों की कश्मकश वो बताती है,
जो महसूस करती हो तुम…
अपने दिल की धड़कनो मे |

जब तुम पास रहती हो,
अछा लगता है |
दूर जाने की बात करके तुम,
मुझे क्यूँ सताती हो |
रूको कहो अपने दिल की |
सुन लो कुछ…
मेरे भी दिल की |
तुम्हारी नज़र कहती है,
मैं तुम्हारा हूँ |
मैं कहता हूँ की…
तुम मेरी हो |
तुम चाहती हो इस कदर से |
पर रोकती हो दिल को अपनी ज़ुबान से |
अब खेलना बंद करो |
कहना है जो सो कह दो |
रोको न खुद को मुझसे |
क्यूंकी…
चाहता हूँ मैं तुम्हे |
सच्चे दिल से…
सच्चे दिल से…

– Ashish Kumar

Is the time right?



Indian Bloggers

Want to write,
Is the time right?
A question which often comes.
Better this should be overcome.
How can you stop a writer from writing?
Stopping from doing the right thing.

                   Hey! Dirty mind.
                   Don’t deviate the focused mind.
                   Let the mind work properly.
                   Allowing it to write frequently.
                  You be seated in corner.
                  Take rest and stick to corner.

Culprit is not the time.
But it is our own mind.
Don’t think much.
Just write and write.
As…
You want to write.
But..
Again the question arise.
Is the time right???

think

– Ashish Kumar

Battle with joy


Life has many things to offer.
Either good or bad, one has to suffer.
Experiences has a role to play.
Making the path for smoother way.
Each fights at least a battle daily.
Wondering whether is it necessary really?
The question starts here.
The road to an unknown battle.
Sometimes resulting in vain.
Sometimes bearing a severe pain.
Life is incomplete without fight.
But not with the humans.
Which we fight at every moment.
What to do what not to do.
What is right what is wrong…
Either in day or night.
We have to fight.

The battle which we fight always.
Is never real always.
Its a virtual fight.
Which cannot be seen but felt.
The battle which we cannot stop.
So better not to try to put a full stop.
One has to face and win.
Rather to be in disguise and ruin.
Take that in positive way.
To build the path for your way.
There is nothing to cry.
Face the battle with joy.
Just … Face the battle with joy….

battle

 – Ashish Kumar

What should I think…


More work and less day.
Want to go on my own way.
Trying to get rid of it.
The more I try, the more I stick.
Paving the way to lose something.
I am not able to think.

Experiencing the thorny situation.
I am having some tension.
Being in dilemma for time.
I am losing my time.
My mind is not able to think.
And my eyes stopped to blink.

I have to take a risk to rise.
Rather than to be in disguise.
Bad moments are my friends now.
Got habituated to deal with them now.
I need to think.
But the question is what?
The pain remains.
The dirt persists.
That I need to revert and resist.
Hoping for that morning to come.
I am waiting for that sun to rise and come.
But for the present…
What should I think ?

thinking

– Ashish Kumar

The Bleed


Tears coming from the eyes.

Making the way to survive.

Moving slowly across the face.

Trying to capture the entire space.

Mirror image of emotions displayed.

The droplets of water reflected.

Trust broke; betrayal came at sudden stroke.

Living in disguise there was demise of hope.

Poor mind stopped to think.

Ultimately came to stand still.

Body shivered, heart cried.

To accompany, no one ever tried.

Thinking on what was the deed.

Saw only bleed, bleed.

Is crying was really a need?

Visible was only bleed, bleed.

Is anything left for greed?

Present was only bleed, bleed.

The bleed…

Which nobody wants as part of their need.

bleed

– Ashish Kumar