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रात का इंतज़ार

renu rakheja — Tue, 16 Mar 2010 13:24:12 +0000

इतने अरसे बीत गए
तुम किसी और के हुए
मैं किसी और की
दिन के इस शोर से दूर जब रात के कुछ पल मेरे होते हैं
हर करवट में तुम्हारी यादें ताज़ा करती हूँ
सोचा था उन्हें दफना दिया था ,बस हर साल बरसी करूंगी
पर ऐसी उलझी हैं सीने में ,जड़ें गड़ाकर बैठ गयी हैं
जिस्म तो दूर हुए मगर रूह तो नहीं
अब यही ज़िंदगी का सुकून हैं
अब यही दोस्त हैं मेरी
यही सहारा हैं

सोने से डरती हूँ कि उनसे तो जुदा ना हूँ
कैसी अजीब बात है
जब तुम्हारी बाहों में रातें गुज़रती थी तो नींद मुनासिब ना थी
अब जब तुम नहीं हो तो भी नींद मुनासिब नहीं
नींद से कभी दोस्ती ना हो पायी
कभी रिश्ता नहीं बन पाया

पर मांग में सिन्दूर है,गले में मंगलसूत्र
होठों पर मुस्कान
और रात का इंतज़ार

बस ,यादें

renu rakheja — Tue, 09 Mar 2010 14:18:00 +0000

An attempt….

तुम्ही ने तो कहा था – इतनी सुन्दर मुस्कराहट …तुम्हारे होठों को पी जाने का मन करता है
हमेशा मुस्कुराती रहना .
हाँ – आज भी मैं मुस्कुरा रही हूँ -बस तकिया ही तो भीगा है
मुस्कराहट बरकरार है
और यह दिल अकेला नहीं है
तुम्हारी यादें है ना दिल के पास
रोज़ उन्हें सहलाती हूँ
चूमती हूँ
घमंड करती हूँ
इन्हें कोई छीन जो नहीं सकता मुझसे.

याद है जब तुमने मुझे पहली बार छुआ था
मेरी कम्पन रुकती ही नहीं थी
जैसे भूकंप आ गया था
तुम कितना हँसे थे
और जब हम बेर के पेड़ के नीचे बैठे थे
तुम्हारी गोद में लेटी.मेरा जहां मुकम्मल …..
वह छोटू ने कैसे बेरों की बारिश की थी हमारे ऊपर
और उस दिन जब घर की बत्ती चली गयी थी
मोमबत्ती भी खत्म हुई पर तुम्हारी बाहों की गिरफ्त नहीं
और तुमने कहा – अँधेरे की रोशनी में तुम और खुबसूरत लगती हो

क्या तुम उसे भी ले जाते होगे वहां-हमारे बेर के पेड़ के नीचे ?
क्या उसे भी कम्पन होती है तुम्हारे छूने पर ?
क्या वोह भी अँधेरे की रोशनी में……?

कई बरस हुए,मेरी ज़िंदगी की मोमबत्ती बुझ चुकी
बस इंतज़ार है कि अन्धेरा मुझे पी जाए

The Wind Is Trying To Tell Me Something

renu rakheja — Sun, 07 Mar 2010 07:13:02 +0000

The wind is trying to tell me something
Just softly murmuring and whispering
Gently touching my skin and making me tingle
Breathe in the freshness and let it mingle
Take in the new earth after its been drenched of rain
Ease your minds out of the painful past and all the pain
Sing with the wind resurfacing the music that slowly died
Feel the vibrations of nature’s love and not your hurt pride
Sway with the new crop out there in the fields
And not the dagger of your anger that it wields
The rose has wilted but a new bud has arisen
Release the past and let it out from your prison
Life is transient and you may not be able to capture love
But beauty is constant and it will always keep you above

Your Footprints ( Lyrics)

renu rakheja — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 10:33:05 +0000

Oh Baby, Where did you disappear
Your footprints etched everywhere

In every nook and cranny
Deep in my mind
Also on the heart
Getting entwined
Tried to wipe them
Got a thick broom
Millions of them in
Such a small room

Oh Baby, Where did you disappear
Your footprints etched everywhere

Then I thought of
Whitewashing the walls
Wipe away everything
And then not recall
Remove all traces so
Heart cannot seize
Every single drop
In a cold freeze

Oh Baby, Where did you disappear
Your footprints etched everywhere

The waters are muddy
I cannot even see
FIlled with weeds
Algae and debris
Have lost my senses
And all my sleep
Just surprise me
With a sudden peep

Oh Baby, Where did you disappear
Your footprints etched everywhere

Couplet

renu rakheja — Mon, 01 Feb 2010 05:50:13 +0000

The threat looms like a deep shroud
My life fills with dark clouds……

A dear friend who is very good at urdu shayaree translated this couplet of mine and added his own lines which i am penning below…..

गहरे स्याह साए से डराती है ज़िन्दगी
काले बादलो से भर जाती है ज़िंदगी
बुरा वक़्त है
यह भी गुज़र जाएगा
सेहर होगी,मुस्कुरायगी
फिर हसीं हो जायेगी ज़िंदगी

Pain

renu rakheja — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 14:11:38 +0000

Lesser known fears creep up the shores
There was an omen in my dream
I knew it all along
Haunting images rape and ravage my mind
Taunting me,mocking me.Help ! I’m going blind

Dancing demons hold hands and invite me to their abode
I hitched a ride on the dark clouds and rode
The pain is now too much,seeps out
from every pore,
every crevice.They lick it
Want more and more and more

Grieving

renu rakheja — Mon, 21 Dec 2009 12:52:39 +0000

Something died last night
I can still smell it
An overwhelming stench of the carcass
The devils dancing on it,revelling on it
The vultures feasting on it
I watch….a mere,mute spectator
With tears forgotten to dry
Grieving for the loss
The beauty that was

Can words also cause death?
Like a sword,digging into the flesh
Slowly and surely.
Blood spurting out
Drenching us
Decapitating the neck
There !
A headless relationship

You Make Me Feel Beautiful

renu rakheja — Fri, 20 Nov 2009 06:39:22 +0000

You make me feel beautiful
You make me feel complete
You make me want to give
You make me feel upbeat
You make me want to live
You make me feel the heat

Lets just make music together
You be my muse…
In this journey of love
Lets just find the hues
Of paradise…

She-2

renu rakheja — Tue, 10 Nov 2009 11:41:09 +0000

The chameli adorning her hair

Now wilted and yellow

It had already seen a few strangers .
A few strands of hair in disarray

The night was still long

The sari,the only saving grace

Yellow,having sucked all color from the blooming amaltas

Tucked perilously below the waist

The left hand resting carelessly on the curve

The pan chewing teeth spat in a monotonous regularity

The habit probably cultivated to keep them away from the zone

Strange

She was probably numb down there

It had to be always a green signal

Sort of an express highway…

Like an amputated limb

It didnt belong to her anymore….

But it was always red pan stained on the lips

No entry

This was her

Throbbing,pulsating,alive,

Sacred.

The night clings to her

Sound of shops closing their shutters

Her day begins now

Her eyes dart from here and there

A flick of her chameli adorned choti

Where are the bloody men today?

Her mind darts between the hungry infant in her room

and the last man who snatched the money he gave her

She chews her paan faster

Spits it out with vengeance

A motor cycle approaches and stops

A deal is struck

They leave together for her room

Barely takes 10 minutes

As he is about to leave

The child starts bawling

Perfect timing

The man hurries out

Starts to run

The motorcycle roars away

A Wanderer of Love

renu rakheja — Tue, 10 Nov 2009 11:08:50 +0000

My heart is a wanderer of love

May it ever remain so

Roaming in the pathless land

In a caravan

Just going where the winds blow…

Sometimes rendered miserable

Blown in all directions

In search of my eternal love fable

Inspite of all defections

Always singing the song of love….

Longing for the moon

Searching in the dunes

Will only be still when it becomes crystal

That there is no breath left

For me to fulfill…..