चलता जा...

वो बारिश ही क्या, जो भिगोये ना,
वो धूप ही क्या, जो झुलसाए ना ।

वो रास्ता ही क्या, जो भटकाए ना,
वो मंज़िल ही क्या, बेसब्र जो बनाये ना।

वो सागर ही क्या, गोते जो खाये ना,
वो कश्ती ही क्या, जो डगमगाए ना ।

वो दिल ही क्या, जो बहकाये ना,
वो दिमाग ही क्या, जो भरमाये ना ।

तो पथिक, चलता जा...,
वो ज़िन्दगी ही क्या, जो थकाये ना ?

- भुवनेश अग्रवाल
(20140613, 10:43 AM)

all that heart wants

The heart doesn't want lavish things,
it only needs little things to be happy.

A glance of the eye,
A smile of the face,
A voice calling out the name
A touch of hesitation...

Quintessential by its appearance,
delusional by its very nature...
- Hope.

All it needs is an assurance of knowing,
A gesture of unease,
A hint of acknowledgement,
and a display of zeal.

All it needs is an unexpected wait,
And an insatiable 'bye...'

.

A Thought

It will be the words of a song that will not be sung,

a poem that will not be written,
a book that will not be opened,

a dream that will not be woken up to,
a nightmare that will not be slept to,

a smile that will not be shared,
a tear that will not be wasted,

a gift that will not be given,
a surprise that will not be expected,

a joy not to be blamed on,
a sorrow not to be awarded from,

a truth not to be lied again,
a lie not to be made true again,

it will be the words of a song.....

.

Falling in Love - Part 1

What is falling in love?

Falling in love is trying to steal a glance of her every now n then.
It is finding excuses to text her, even when in company.
It is to turn around and come back to say bye even after leaving.
It is to sleep to the fear of sleeptalking her name.
It is to day dream of her and keep that smile from blooming.
It is to close the door and dance away to the hidden amorous songs.
It is to stand in front of the mirror and grin from ear to ear.
It is to think of urself growing fat.
It is to spray that extra whiff of deo.
It is to try and keep ur wallet full.
It is to try and talk her out someplace.
It is to think to oneself after a talk, "oh shit, that was a SIGN!!! DUH!!!"


It is to watch her pics on fb again.
It is to go through her profile again and again.
It is to think before commenting on her pic twice, thrice, quatro...
It is to wait for her gtalk-id desperately.
It is to save her pics away in a passworded folder.
It is to want her to upload more of her pics.
It is to conspire against 'others'.
It is to make space for her in ur lazily busy weekends


It is to think of ways of writing all this in a hope that she understands m writing for her and yet keep it mystery to others!
It is rising by falling. But there is a reason it's called falling and not rising - for in a free fall, u can't really use the brakes now can u =)

My Love...

My Love...
Everybody wants to know her name...
only she doesn't.
What's on her mind! I guess everybody knew...
only I didn't...

Why she talks to my friends beside me,
but not me...

Why she steals a glance...
and pushes a smile at me...

...Why she invites me over to her house...

Why she doesn't say no,
no matter what I ask for...

Why she plays hide n seek in a song...
why she makes me dream her...
why doesn't she let me sleep...

Why she tries to spy into my eyes...
Why she always finds me,
no matter where I try to hide !!!

My Love...
Everybody wants to know her name...
only she doesn't.
What's on her mind! I guess everybody knew...
only I didn't...


- Bhuvnesh Agrawal
written at Moksha'06,
23-Feb-2006, 1:15 PM

The Real 'ME'...

The Real 'ME',
What about you ?
do I know you ?
do you know someone ?
do you know anyone ? ...

Are you healthy ?
are you lazy ? ...

Are you rich ?
are you broke ? ...

Are you outspoken ?
Are you Wellspoken ? ...

Do you look good enough ?
Do you feel good enough ? ...

Are you Confident ?
Are you confused ? ...

Are you learning enough ?
Are you scoring enough ?
Are you cramming enough ?
Are you brilliant enough ? ...

are you kind enough ?
Are you arrogant enough ?

Are you loving ?
Are you being loved ?

Are you hurting someone ?
Are you being hurt by someone ?

The Real 'ME',
What about you ?
do I know you ?


- Bhuvnesh Agrawal
at Moksha'06, 23-Feb-2006
(1:15 PM)

Killing me softly...

He's coming...

I can see him,
I can feel him.
He has decided to kill me,
he had earlier as well,
but this time,
only its not a threat.

He is my friend,
yet he is my foe,
He is right ,
yet he is wrong,
He was there with me all along,
times be good or bad,
but this time he has given me a choice,
which is the toughest i have ever had.

I want to think
yet he wants me to follow,
I want to talk,
yet he wants me to be silent,
He wants me to have no Friends,
He wants me to be lonely,

He wants me to die,
die solemnly...

I want to escape,
but i don't want to survive either,
atleast not like this,
the way he wants me to be...

The time has come,
Time of Change,
On the brink of destruction,
is the one who is caged.

The One who is caged,
wants to be free,
not from the cage,
but the rage within.
For then, there would be no bars,
no restrictions,
no relations,
no customs.

In all darkness,
amidst this mist,
I shoudl tell u his name,
for he is the culprit.

In search of serenity,
in search of calm,
he is going to sacrifice me,
with his own arms.

Yes, you know him,
but you don't recognize him.
He's coming...
I can see him,
I can feel him,

He is known by the name of 'ME'...

He is killing me,
killing me softly...