Maksad

waqt ke taraju main baitha hai insaan

harek girte ansu main behta hai insaan

meri haisiyat zamane main kya hai

zindagi ki shahadat manata hai insaan

ruswa hai ab mera dil is jahan se

rishta nahi ab raha is jahan se

apne paraye lagte hain putle 

ye hai mera alwida is jahan se 

fakeeron ki basti main panahat mili hai

ameeron ki hasti se fursat mili hai

jhoote nakabon ke jahan main tha zinda

farishton ke angan main jannat mili hai 

yahan par hi hai mere jeene ka maksad

jahan bhar ke shikwe bhulane ka maksad

bas ek saans bhar ke le lu sukun ki

baharon main barbaad hona hai maksad 

DarkLight

search the night to find the light...

only in darkness do things look bright...

the sun can never tell the truth...

only the eclipse beholds what's right...

darker can be the hours of hell...

and fulfilling can be every delight...

that's the cruel ditch of joy...

a booby trap which all like...

comforting are these walls of prison...

decieving the wise and fool alike...

they'd rather stay a slave forever...

then search the night and look for light...

it is to the men who drank the sun...

and threw up the moon light...

that the world relishes all romance...

feeling safe from thier blindsight...

but the true nature of naked truth...

is to change it's fashion overnight...

what may seem rightous in the morning...

turns to evil in broad daylight...

to question every thing we feel...

is the greatest gift of human mind...

for senses can behave like witches...

casting oblivion on every sight...

i belive that the will has might...

i am not so sure, what's wrong or right...

that is why i choose to stray...

that is why i am up all night.

Bullet Through My Head

felt like a bullet moved through my head...

as slowly as it could try to fly...

the shot was fired by me at myself...

as i tried to eat the golden fly....

as the lead penetrated my darkish skull...

i felt some pain on my innocent skin...

the mourning of those poor souls ...

made me wish that they were thin...

as the metal entered my chained brain...

i felt the pain descend in the air..

a burnt hole was left behind....

but my ugly greed didn't let me care...

i smirked at the stupidity of my bullet...

as i didn't know the truth till then...

what i felt had vanished at the surface..

was deep inside my skull by then....

 

and the damage done was the numb agony ...

as my brain couldn't ever feel the pain ..

but it got the horrifying idea...

of which of it's parts was getting slain...

this feeling of destruction inside my head...

brought to my heart an expected regret...

but by then the killer had done the damage...

and there was no use of futile fret...

while the metal was sinking in my skull...

i thought of ways to kill the killer...

to let the bullet die it's own death ...

was the only way to murder the sinner...

so i left the lead inside my head....

and walked around to see glittering stars...

my walk ended in fascinating thoughts..

and my murderer was dead by his own scars...

i touched my head to feel the hole...

but there was no hole left behind...

instead there were hair back on my head..

reflecting away my brave shine......