शुकराना

शुकराना

तुम ने,
तोहफ़े में भेजे हैं,
कैलेंडर, डाइअरी,पेन,
हम नाशुकरे तो नहीं,
मगर,
हाशिए में ही सही,
कुछ वक़्त लिख दिया होता,
हमारे नाम,
हम, उस डाइअरी में,
उस पेन से,
उस तारीख़ के नाम
एक शुकराना लिखते ...
-विनी
६/१/१६

तुम

तुम 
पिछले बरस फूल थे 
रंग थे शबनम थी बहार थी 
संगमरमर पर उजली धूप बिखरी थी 
सातों रंगों में खिली खिली
तितलियाँ ख़ुश थी सभी
इसलिये के तुम थे
इस बरस
शाम उदास रहती है, रात उदास
रंग गुम गए हैं कहीं
तितलियों ने छोड़ दिया है देश
धूप की तपिश रूह को झुलाए जाती है
इस बरस, शाम उदास है, रात उदास
इसलिए के तुम नहीं हो ...
विनी
११/१/१६

दुहायी

दुहायी
वो चला तो गया,
लेकिन पीछे छोड़ गया,
एक टीस,
नहीं मीठी नहीं,
रिसते घाव की मनिंद,
दुहायी सी,
फूट पड़ेगी एक दिन,
खाल पर दिखायी देगी,
असर बहुत होता है,
दुहायी में ,
दुआ में।
-विनी
१२/१/१६

बरसों हुए होंगे

बरसों हुए होंगे

याद नहीं है अब,
बरसों हुए होंगे,
रोए ज़ार ज़ार,
रूह की तकलीफ़ जज़्ब ना हो क़तई,
कुछ यूँ के देह काँप जाए,
वक़्त के उस लम्हे में,
एहसास जब चुक जाएँ सभी,
सिर्फ़ साँस सुनायी दे सिसकी सी,
बरसों हुए यूँ रोए ज़ार ज़ार,
और यूँ भी नहीं के,
ज़ब्त है अब ...
विनी
२१/२/१६

In stitches

In stitches 
I am falling apart at the seams, she said, 
You unravel me  bit by bit , stitch by stitch, 
But what scares you so ? he asked 
Soon I'll have lost my facade, she said, 
It's scary to be so exposed,
Haven't you done enough,
I'd rather you wrapped me up,
But don't you see, he whispered, 
How essential this is, 
For Unraveling the old just might,
Give us the threads to weave, 
A new tale featuring you and me, 
Oh , I fear the tangles,she said, 
We might just get knotted up, 
Or drift apart, 
Or we just might, he smiled, 
Find enough material for waft and weave, 
And spin a whole fabric, stitch by stitch ... 
-Vinny 
5/3/16

loss

Loss 
I've lost you to these walls you've erected, he said, 
It's as if we never were, 
And that all I have is an insubstantial being, 
The nymph my imagination thrived on , 
No longer inhabitants my dreams,
Why is it that She is no longer seen ?
A solitary tear rolled down her cheek,
I lived in the seas of hope and rode the tides of expectations,
She sighed,
Those waters find not the shores, I find,
I've been adrift so long, I've lost sense of time,
These walls, they do anchor me within,
The belied hopes banished without,
Contained therein , serenity , I find,
You've lost me to my fears my dear,
I can now,only ride the tides of time.
Vinny
13/1/16

Of War and Peace

Of War and Peace 
It's the white noise that always got to me, she said, 
Incipient, it seeped through to my soul, 
Rattled my consciousness,
Till I could think no more,
Forcing a retreat.
And did you find peace ? He asked,
No , the world followed as did its conundrum,
Every which where I went,
My spaces shrank,
And I cut myself up into little bits,
Always in retreat,
But found no peace,
The invading armies, all conquering.
Perhaps you could ponder, he said,
How did the noise get in ?
Perhaps you let it in,
Fearing the emptiness within,
Brought on by the retreat?
Let down my defences and,
Manifested my death wish you mean ? She said,
That may well be,
For peace must really lie within,
And all I ever did,
Was to let the white noise seep in...
-Vinny
26/2/16