I am Miss Fit - Missfit

I am a little different than a few,
& that few contains, you, you & all of you;
The only person likes me & like me is her,
She appears only when I stand in front of a mirror;

Yes I can't enjoy, the thing you do;
But why am I being judged by you?
I am also a human, and from the same planet,
Atleast I don't fake my hobbies nor I plan it.

I'm sure, in the bunch of darkness, there must be a lit
Existing some people, faking to be a fit,
I am waiting to get dissolved in their world, or rather be alone;
or Missfit is the name, I am more than happy to own...

Guzara  jo itna waqt saath...

Kabhi socha bitaye kitne lamhe saath mein,

Kehne ko to saalo se jante hain unko,
Per unhe apna banana, nhi tha haath mein.

Ikrar bhi maine kiya, Inkar bhi maine suna,
Raat bhar jaagte hue, ek khwab bhi maine buna,
Wo hardum hero raha, mere har ek kisse mein,
Aur ek vikalp banna hi aaya, hurdum mere hisse mein.

Yun to guzarta tha, humara bohot sa waqt saath mein,
Per shayad kuchh kami reh gyi thi, jaise mere jazbaat mein....
Per ab zindagi bitaane ka maine, mano koi raaz jaan liya,
Unki khamoshiyon ko hi maine, unki awaaz maan liya.

There are escapes

That urge to share a thought,

That feeling when you have to say a lot;

And all you see the crowd,

No conversations, only some noise, that too, too loud.

Sometimes, it feels miserable,

Emotions become undecipherable,

All you can feel the solitude,

& it seems that life is screwed.

Thank God, there are escapes,

Few friends pull out all the drapes,

If you keep your eyes wide open,

You wont be anymore, heart broken!

Kuch chhalakte aansu hi hai,
Jo insaan ko insaan banaye rakhte hai...
Jo jwalamukhi bhi rona seekh leta,
To is qadar fatta nahi...

Zasbaat hi hain,
Jo insaan ko insaan banaye rakhte hai...
Jo pathar bhi jasbaati ho jata,
To zindagi mein kabhi tootta nhi

वक़्त

सिलसिला इन्तज़ार का ख़तम ही नहीं होता,

कहते हैं जिसे शाम, उससे वास्ता ही नहीं होता;
चैन से एक घूँट चाय को तरसे,
वो सर्द की धूप  में बैठे, बीते अरसे।

वो गलिया, वो पुलिया, वो गुड्डे, वो गुड़ियाँ,
वो घर-घर का खेल, वो टॉफ़ी की पन्नियां,
अब नहीं रहा वो हमारा वाला बचपन,
इलेक्ट्रॉनिक गैजेट्स को हो चूका है अर्पण।

अब एक आनन् फानन में ज़िन्दगी गुज़र रही है,
मानों आहिस्ता आहिस्ता हर रोज़ बिखर रही है,
एक उम्र निकाल दी, जिस वक़्त की तलाश में,
ना वो वक़्त आया, ना उसके आने की आस है।