I 'll be gone....
                                                                    I am leaving today...
                                                            May be this was due someday...
                                                               But I think that day is today...

                                                                 Some barriers crossed...
                                                                        Some I lost to...
                                                                   My legs aching now...
                                                                   My ink drying now...
                                                            Mind is nearing an ending fence...
                                                             To cross it and I'll meet my end...
                                                            This journey would end this way...
                                                            I didn't know but it has to today...
                                                               I'll spend this very breath...
                                                                 All alone, going insane...
                                                           Keeping myself isolated from all...
                                                              I'll build a very very tall wall...
                                                                      No one shall enter...
                                                                    And I won't escape...
                                                       Would keep myself buried, misplaced...
                                                          In a place where I know no one...
                                                                 And no one reaches me...
                                                                   An end in seclusion...
                                                                To myself and only me...
                                                            Only the wind would carry me...
                                                                   Moistly and silently...
                                                                     Till you read me....
                                                                        I'll be gone...


                                                                         Ravinder Kaur
                                                                      (c)25th Jan.2016
      image source: annarmorgan.com
Between the sips...







Between the sips,
From the tea cups.
We eye each other,
Looking for new tantrums.

The tea bags hang,
Soaked in the pot.
Giving in the aroma...
And colour of golden brown.

Certain things untold but heard.
Certain things still hang over our head,
Like clouds over the moon.
Moving when the winds move,
Carrying to our lips...
Between those sips.

When you hold me in your gaze,
Imprisoned for moments
Enchanting; the curled lips invite,
For another sip.
This time it's me...
Longing for your sip

While I feel the warmth
Of the sip in your breath.
I shy away thinking
The flavor you might add
To the kiss on my mind,
That my lips wait for.









मुझे हँसा गयी, उसकी इक तस्वीर आज,
बिन कहे वो उसके अलफ़ाज़,
बिन सुने ही कह देना दिल में है क्या,
मुझे ठग गयी उसकी प्यारी आवाज़ ,

वो बिन रुके, हर बात इक साथ,
मुझे छू गयी उसकी मुस्कान,
वह चेहरा, वह उठी हुई सी नाक,
जो कहता मुझको नकचढ़ी बार बार,

आँखों से बड़े हैं तेरे सवाल,
कहके यू पलट देता मेरी हर इक बात,
सवालों पे वह लगाता है पहरा,
शायद हर जवाब उसको है पता,

मिल जाये थोड़ा सुकूम,
सुनके उसकी हर इक बात,
मुझसे शुरू वह बेवजह,
उसकी हर इक बात,

बेवजह ही क्यों उसने छेड़ दी.... 
बिजलिया...... 

शौक़ है उसको शायद,
मुझसे यु उलझना... 
थोड़ा मुझको यु हसाना... 
थोड़ा चिढ़ाना,

करना अपनी ही मर्ज़ी,
मुझसे यु लड़ना,
बेवजह की बातें,
और मिर्च खाना।

(For all who cannot read the hindi script but underestand it)

Mujhe hasa gayi, uski ik tasveer aaj...
Bin kahe Woh uske alfaaz...
Bin sune hi keh dena dil me hai kya...
Mujhe thag gyi uski pyari aawaaz....

Woh bin ruke, Har baat iksaath...
Mujhe chhu gyi uski muskaan...
Woh chehra, Woh utthi hui si naak....
Jo kehta mujhko nakchadi bar bar...
Aankhon se bade tere sawaal hai...
Kehke YU palat deta meri baat...
Sawalon pe Woh lagta hai pehraa..
Shayad Har jawab usko hai pata...
Mil jaye thoda sukuu...
Sun ke Uski Har baat...
Mujhse shuru woh bewajah....
Uski har ik baaat...
Bewajah hi kyo usne chhed di...
Bijliyaaaaaaa.....
Shauk hai usko shayad
Mujhse yu ulajhna...
Thoda mujhko yu hasaana...
Thoda chidhaana...

Karna apni hi marzi...
Mujhse yu ladna...
Bewajah ki baatein...
Aur mirch khaana...





©Ravinder Kaur
25/02/2016
(Image source: Google Images)

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I give you all of me...
Till the last dream...
Had I not told this...
Its only you and me...
Voyages may end somewhere...
And I end up in you...
Pictures may fade with time...
I will always fade in you...
What love? what life...
What dreams, I can have...
Its not alone that I wish to be...
If all it is, its only you and me...
I gather moments...
I gather you in each of them..
What can be precious to me...
Its only you , its only me...
I never have something to see...
If life is on and you not near me...
This world would stop revolving...
If there is no you, then there's no me...
                                                                    © Ravinder Kaur

14/01/2016


(Image source:Google Images)