Enkindle

The flames are real…

They come out of life…

Killing the dreams of many…

Bringing an end to an era.. 
Some say for the phoenix to rise to its glory, it must be burnt to ashes…

But those ashes were real…

Those ashes were born out of someone’s life and earning.
You think it’s easy to remember the past?

Or you think it’s easy to forget the present?

Or better still you think it’s easy to foretell the future?
None. None!
You maybe pleased with yourself right now.

You may never know what awaits you at the door.
Faith is all that really matters.

Don’t walk on earth with pride.

I Can Be A Savage Too

​The blue of the ocean in my eyes, to show me the way when its dim. 

Let me be like the vast ocean, to be able to give. 

One day, just like the ocean, when I am fed up of everything, I will consume. 

That day will be a day to remember.

Like the all encompassing ocean I care to show you the depths. 

Once I am done I will care no more, I will devour you with no regret.

Care or be not cared for, my sweetheart. 

You will forever regret losing me because I did not walk away, you let me go.

Eid

Something in my Mother Tonge

Ab wo bachpan waali Eid nahin aati,

Wo log na rahe, na wo umr.

Unki yaadein reh gayi bas,

Jo khushiyo ki dino me aati.

Wo bachpan ki Eid nahi aati,

Naye kapdo ki khushi,

Eidi lene ke mazze.

Haste khelte jo guzarte the waqt, ab guzar jate.

Ab wo tumhare saath guzaari Eid bhi nahi ati,

Na wo mohabbat rahi, na wo junoon.

Na wo khushi khushi milne ke waade.

Na wo tumhari muskurahat.

Nahi aati wo Eid jo chaand ki khushi saath guzari.

Na wo kehna ki mere chand ko chand mubarak.

Eid ki raunak jo tumhari khanakti hasi se aati thi.

Ab wo mohabbat bhari Eid nahi aati.

Zaroori nahi ki har koi saath rahe har waqt.

Kuch ko maut le jaati hai.

Ye bhi zaroori nahi har koi maut se chor jaye.

Kuch logo ko zindagi hi le jaati hai.

R.Malik

15.9.16

I Think I Can

I have been waiting for days to find an inspiration to write, only to fail everytime.

I guess I am motivated more by the action of writing itself than any other inspiration.

I recently bought a new phone and very ardently downloaded the WordPress app in order to be able to write on the go.

I see so many talented people around me, they are so good. Some creative writers, artists, cartoonists and photographers. I am in awe of what people can do. And they are really young, still in school.

I see little children write so well. A boy in Grade 1 wrote a lovely story. I was so touched by his attempt, another wrote a poem for me (his Class Teacher). Words won’t ever be enough for me to tell what talent people hide. It will be these children, when they grow up, become shy of their talent, if not appreciated.

Let Us Become Encouragers. I had read somewhere:

Creativity is an act of courage, avoid opinion.

Let us be motivators in our little way. I think that would really take someone really far. 

The Sea is Hiding Secrets

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 Have you ever seen the sea?

How it meets the sky at the horizon!

Have you ever felt the soft sea-breeze?

Gently brushing your hair, unkempt!


The blue of the sea quietly blends into the blue of the sky.

As if they are one,

You can’t tell one from the other.

It looks so serene and calm from a distance.


The hushing gust pass by you,

You can’t see it coming.

Like a silent intruder.

A placid friend, brings a smile to your face, reminding of someone you can’t forget.


Have your ever seen the moon beam?

Its silver sparkle on the waves.

Or the grey sky?

On a stormy eve.


The glow spread over the multitude.

Brings peace to the soul.

The anger of the waves reflected-

On the sky above.


I don’t know what the sea is hiding.

Or, maybe, I do.

To reach its depth,

One needs to look within ones own soul.


The sea gives and over view to-

Sweet scent of the sand,

The sublime sunset

And the exquisite moon rise.


I care about the answers no more.

The sea is too beautiful to let me think of all this when I stand facing it.

Burning Bright

Candle

 

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Blowing out someone else’s candle doesn’t make yours shine any brighter

Burn, burn as bright as you can.

Never let anyone dim your light.

You are YOU, no one can take that away from you.

So burn in all the glory you can.

Remember the candle that burns gives light.

 

Haven’t you seen the Sun.

How beautiful it is?

It’s the brightness that gives light,

Yet no one can look to it eye to eye.

So burn bright like the Sun.

To bring life around.

 

The moon so soothing its light.

It takes its light from the Sun.

It shows light in the darkness.

And calms the heart with its softness.

So, you burn to give light at night.

Gleam silver all around.

 

Or the Stars, as beautiful they are.

Sparkle, twinkle and give light.

They are the lamps of lowest heaven.

Shows direction to those aboard.

So you give light like the stars afar.

Like a diamond set on the sky.

 

Let Me Guess

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If you were ever given a chance what would you guess?

Would you take a chance and guess!

If I were given a chance I would guess…

I would guess the colour of your heart.

I would guess the colour of your soul.

I would guess how you smile when you think of me, when you are all alone.

I would guess how you   have one look of me when I am not looking.

I would guess a guess that will surprise you!

Would you guess mine?

 

I must write!

It is said that if you fall in love with a writer you can never die.

Then maybe I wish a writer fell in love with me!

Or maybe some are lucky to have me 😛

Never mind!

 

We could have done more for our loved ones,

We could have done lesser than we did!

Things could have been different we never know.

Or they are exactly as they are meant to be.

We could have been right for each other.

We maybe are right staying away.

Or its just as it was supposed to be!

No matter what happens I must write.

For that is what I need more than anything else.

So if I want to write about you-

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The Universe Conspires…

It’s not a co-incidence, it’s not planned.

I feel the universe conspired for us to meet again!

It wasn’t a co-incidence neither was it planned.

We wore the same colour, how could have that happened?

The first look, the smile on our lips.

It meant that we care! Don’t we?

Your eyes spoke millions of words, though you spoke none!

I could see the pain, the love, the concern and the regret.

But never a word we spoke.

 

It wasn’t a co-incidence, it wasn’t even planned!

Wherever we went we went together.

Neither a word spoken nor a glance exchanged.

It must have been some divine influence.

Or the universe’s plan!

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She did it!

She thought she would never get over it,

She thought she would never be able to breathe,

She thought things would never be the same for her again.

But, this is all what she thought!

 

The truth was different:

She burned all the memories, deleted all the pictures from her phone.

She burnt the bridge that led her back.

She did what made her GROW.

 

She grew into a carefree bird,

She became stronger than before.

The void wasn’t left any more,

It was filled with self-love.

 

She soared into the sky.

She laughed more and lesser she cried.

She didn’t have the time to bother about the hurt and pain.

Now she was someone new, not the old one again.

 

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