Hi people,
I welcome you all to my world of philosophy. Poetry is something that comes straight from the heart and as we all know, we express our thoughts best on paper. So i have compiled a collection of my first attempts at poetry. Hope u all like it. I would love all kinds of comments; good or bad, coz that will encourage me to write more stuff and better stuff. So happy reading to all !! :)

- aks
(Abhinav Kumar Saxena)

Sunday, 29 July 2012

Chala ja rha hoon..


Kitne armano ko liey is dil main chala ja rha hoon,
Kitne afsano ko liey is dil main chala ja rha hoon,
kl is zindigi k safar main hum rhe ya na rhen,
apne armano ko haqeeqat kiey ja rha hoon,
jane kitne armano ka bhoj liey chala ja rha hoon,
abhi to is zindigi k safar main jiey ja rha hoon.
kai raaten ayen thi is safar main,
unko apni lau se roshan  kiey ja rha hoon,
zindigi k safar main jiey ja rha hoon.
yun to kei sangi sathi miltein hain yahan,
pr chend ko apne dil main liey chala ja rha hoon,
is zindigi k safar main jiey ja rha hoon..

-aks-

Likh rha hoon..


Aaj apne dil ki vo baat likh rha hoon,
apne dil main chupi vo baat likh rha hoon,
jin sapno ko raat din dekhti thi ye aakhen,
aaj un khyboon k alfaz likh rha hoon,
aaj apne dil ki vo baat likh rha hoon.
Jis lahme k ane ka mano barson se tha intizar hume,
aaj uske liey alfaz likh rha hoon,
dil k tarno ki nai saazz likh rha hoon,
aaj un khyboon k alfaz likh rha hoon,
aaj apne dil ki vo baat likh rha hoon..

-aks-

Vo tujhse pyar krta rha.



Aaj bhi vo tujhse pyar krta rha,
tere laut aane ka intizar krta hai,
meri samjhne ki hr koshish nakam krta rha,
vo bus tujhse pyar krta rha..
Jub tu chod k chaligai use us fasene main,
mano khushi hi chin lithi uski zamane nain,
tub bhi tera hi aaitbar krta rha,
bechara tub bhi tujhse pyar krta rha..
Aaj kafan main band dekho so rha hai,
such pucho to aaj bhi apne ko na ro rha hai,
tujhe na pa pane k dukh mainase so rha hai,
bus ek lamha tujhe muskarete dekhne ki khuvash thi uski,
usi k pura na hone pe rho rha hai,
apni maut pe bhi khud ko hi ro rha hai.

"Hr us tute dil ki yaad main, jo apne man se ladta rha,
Us kisi ek ko pane ki chah main marta rha..!!"

-aks-

Thursday, 26 July 2012

Kavita


Aakhir ek kavita kahan se aati hai..??
Lekhek ki klam se ya kisi aayn rang se aati hai...??
Jo itna kuch keh jati hai..aakhir ye likhi kaha se jati hai..??
Har vyakti k jivan main mano dhal si jati hai,
Khushi ho ya gum apna sa bana jati hai..
Aakhir ye likhi kaha se jati hai..??
Kabhi pucha hai kisi ne us lekhak k dil ka hal,
jub vo kr rha hota hai apni kalam se kamal..??
Kalam main dil ki sihai bhari jati hai,
hr kavita uske bitee hue kal se hi aati hai..
Jub chumte hue hoto ki lali se aati hai,
to lakhin k dilo ki dhadkan dn jati hai,
jub unhi tuti dhadkano se aati hai,
to lakhon ki palkon ko num kr jati hai...
Hr lakhek ka jeevan baya kr jati hai,
hr kavita usi k dil se aati hai..

-aks-

Sands of time


Life :
Was thinking abt how awesome it was,
then came someone to be its part..
She changed my life, she claimed my life,
She changed my views towards life..
It became so meaningful and so nice,
i dnt even care of claiming my copyrights..
She never stole, but she never asked,
and just took away everything from my part,
my life, my heart, my creativity too,
making her smile became my duty too..
I m glad she did this theft so lage,
which made my life stand apart..
She made it so meaningful and so nice,
for the first time i stared loving my life..
Today she claims she was never mine,
and here i return to the sands of time..

-aks-

Tuesday, 24 July 2012

Glass of love.


There comes always an hour,
when drink speaks louder then heart,
but for me it was never so, i never filled my glass though.
Then you brimmed my glass with wine, known as love from early times.
My heart got infected though, but never but never lost its craze so.
The wine ended on a day so, that my heart died few days ago.
Hung on the wall of time, with a garland just so fine,
n now when that glass speaks louder then ever,
u claim that i'v changed for ever.



-aks-
Photography: Sagar Kapoor Photography.

Sapne..


Palko k shaminey main palte hain sapne kai,
Apne hi nazrano main ye panapte hain kahin,
Is zamane ki dhoop main jal kr bahi jo bhadta rhe,
Aage chal haquiten bante hain vahi,
Palko tele to sapne palte hain kai..!!


-aks-
Photography: Sagar Kapoor Photography.

Guilt left in my heart..

I still have some guilt left in my heart,
Like a needle it always hurts me hard,
Its sweet, but still too painfull to feel,
It makes me always fall apart,
I still have some guilt left in my heart...


-aks-
Photography: Sagar Kapoor Photography.

Monday, 23 July 2012

Yaaden..



In raho main rahi ko jate hain kahin,
kiey he vada ko jate hain kahin,
Zindigi bhar yari nibhane k vade kiya krte the jo,
aaj sun k bhi ansuna kr jate hain kahin,
shayad hi hum uhne yaad aate hain kabhi,
pr jub vo is dil ko yaad aate hai, 
in aakhonko nam kr jate hain sabhi,
yaaron k vade yaad aate hain sabhi,
vo lamhe un sang satate hain abhi.
aaj abhi bahot yaad aate hain sabhi. :'(



-aks-
Photography: Sagar Kapoor Photography.

Sunday, 22 July 2012

Pyar krti rahi


Ye zindigi, aaj bhi unse pyar karti rhai,
unke lafzon se un alfazon ka intizar karti rahi,
un lahmon k fir laut aane ka intizar karti rahi,
intizar hi intizar main guzar gai sadiyan kai,
pr ye saali aaj bhi unka intizar karti rahi,
aaj bhi un bitey hue lahmon se pyar karti rahi,
sub kuch jante hue bhi unse pyar karti rahi..

-aks-

Likhte the hum..

Likhte the hum zindigi shok ko,
Na jane kub yun kissa bn gai,
Bittey hue hr lahme sang, zindigi ka hissa bn gai,
In aakhon k hr aasoon ki gavah bn gai,
Aaj ye kavita hi is zindigi ki wafa bn gai..



-aks-
Photography: Sagar Kapoor Photography.

Saturday, 21 July 2012

Naam humara hoga..


Zarre zarre main naam humara ho ga,
dil ki hr kitab main bhi fasana mumara ho ga,
pr is zindigi ka kusur asa,
ki hr "THINGS NOT TO BE DONE" heading k niche,
example humara hi hoga...... :p ;)
          
-aks

Time 1.


Life was going well and fine, until he met a girl better than his mind,
He fell in love but never dared to say,
As he was too shy to confess the crime the crime he just made.
Time passed by and they became good friends,
But one fine day he feared loosing the other end,
But still too shy to say, he wrote everything to her in phrase,
She so good read well and fine but realized who had committed the crime,
She too good helped him out, of the shyness he was always bound.
This time he did, he dared this time and breaking his bounds he confesses his crime.
The girl said no, but well n fine, as they were bound to something better this time.
Life went on so well n fine that the never realized the play of time,
But when he did it was too late, nothing went good for loves sake.
They went apart for the sake of good
For the sake of one he still loved though
They fell apart in the month of march, the month in which the romans fell apart.
When a kingdom that big fell with time, he was just a puppet of time.
They met again and again they part
With just hopes and faith in heart,
Hopes to meet up soon again and faith for their future boom again.
May their love never lets them down, and soon they meet up in some town,
May their lives go well and fine, with the brightest future for their minds,
May this loves goes on and on with only roses and no thorns,
With all the wishes I could make, I pray to god for their loves sake.
I still dnt know the end of their life, but with to know them from deep down inside,
As before I read this, I did something new,
I did the same crime, I just came through……….
-          Met them today, they are well and fine,
 Still  living for each other in this crucial time.
I pray to god just once again, to make a lover that better again,
For me, my life, my nearing end.
Seems I made my wish in just the right time,
He blessed me with a girl that pure and fine.


-aks

Zindigi fir panap jati hai ye..


Khybon k gharondon main jb hakikten rang mitati hain,
zindigi k tute hue asma ko fir bana jati hain,
jin parindo k thapadon se tuta tha ye asman,
aaj unhi parindon ko jhulasne se bachati hai,
zindigi fir panap jati hai ye.
jin rag giron ne iski lau bhujai thi kabhi,
aaj unhi ko shama se rah dikhati hai ye,
koi kitna bhi jatan kr le magar,
zindigi fir panap hi jati hai ye.
kabhi jn tufani ne moda tha ise,
kabhi jn badlon ki garaj ne toda tha ise,
aaj unhi k astitv ki vajha bn jati hai ye,
zindigi fir panap jati hai ye.....


-aks-
Photography: Sagar Kapoor Photography.

Zinda hain hum



Un lahmon k rehmo kram pe zinda hain hum,
unhi k keson ki mehek pe zinda hain hum,
is zindigi ki lau to kbki bhuj gai thi,
aaj unhi k alfazo ko sunne ko zinda hain hum.

-aks-

Chl diey


Jinki khyushion pe fida ye sara jahan.
Jinki muskrath se hi gunjta hai ye mn yahan.
Aaj vo ek naya sama bana k chl diey,
baton baton main hume humre hi marne ki char vajah bata k chl diey... 




-aks-
Photography: Sagar Kapoor Photography.

Zindigi


Chand lafzon main simat k reh gai hai zindigi.
Chand lahmon main simat k reh gai hai zindigi.
Aaj ye jo hai na kl ho in sawalon main,
ulajh k reh gai hai ye zindigi. 


-aks-
Photography: Sagar Kapoor Photography.

Astitv


Aaj ye dil apne astitv ko maon lad rha hai,
Sapno k gharondon se ye jse dar rha hai,
jin gharondon se kabhi ashyan banaya krte the hum,
aaj unhi k bojh se ye dil chuur-chuur ho rha hai,
aaj mano apne astitv ko ye dil ro rha hai.
Jin iradon nai hume chalna sikhya,
jin sitaron nai hume uedna sikhya,
aaj unhi k bojh se  ye dil ro rha hai,
aaj jse apna astitv ko ye dil kho rha hai.
jin parindo k cheak se cheak utha tha ye mn,
aaj unhi k aane pe bhi sehm jata sa hai mn.
phulon ki mehk jiski subha khil uthti thi kabhi,
aaj katon ki dagar p chala ja rha vo mn,
aaj apne astitv pe mano ro rha sa hai mn.
aaj apne astitv ko mano lad rha sa hai mn.


-aks-
Photography: Sagar Kapoor Photography.