Sisak

wo yaadon k tukde

Chupke se

raat ke aaghosh main 

andhere main siye 

mala si piroye

aankhon k raste

palkon pe sisakte hue 

, fir hoton ne piye

wo sehem k bikhar jana mera

hathon main hath rakh 

fir dekh muskurana tera

wo sannaton main goonjti 

fir wahi ek awaaz 

wo lafz ankahe

din ki chaka chaundh 

main jo bayan na hoye

aur raat ki khamoshi 

main ansuney reh gaye

A Face

Amidst hundred faces he saw a face 

the beauty struck his pie

the way red clouds in the dusk would captivate 

force so magnificent 

like a tide in a deep blue sea

with a barbed edge of a crescent moon

it sliced his crux ,sumless 

A face in veneer 

made a fine delicacy

masked and concealing 

swaying away the hay 

dazzled by an eyeful 

and deceived by the beaut  

that face in hundred faces 

brought dismay

the sailor lost him in mist

dropped a bundle he

abandoning already mislaid ship 

for this frivolous deplete

still hanging on to his hat

looking for that face 

...... in hundred faces.