A Demented soul

Singing in the rain
            with my heart full of pain
writing this down
            to let you know how people frown
gazing at me
           like an alien on ground

Naked the word though I was
           never bothered in your presence
Covered the word yes I am
           feeling incomplete in your absense

Is this my fate or
               plenty more to hate
me,the arrogant lover
              looking at the sun
                  hoping you'd hover
Foolish the word people provide
         leaving it to you girl you decide
   right I thought cause you reside
      in my thoughts leaving plenty aside


waiting for your arrival
                the
reason for my survival
Dementia you are
Demented I am
dear change it to
Panacea you are
Panache I am.

main gudiya nahin hoon

Chand taare se sajaayenge
Kaale ghataaon se
           zulphon ko leherayenge
Reshmi ki narmi
           se mann ko behlayenge

Khoobsurati se
            sundartha ko poojthe hain
Suraj ke kirano se
            mujhe chupaathe hain
Asmaan se uthri
            sabhi yeh kehthe hain

Koi kasar choda nahi inhone
 par yeh kyun bhoolgaye
Ke ek dil bhi hai mere seene mein
            jo baahar ki hi nahin
andhar ki sundhartha
            dikhaane keliye har pal thadapthi hai
Pooja nahi izzath maangthi hai
              ye dil mera dil
Sheeshe ki andhar rakhne waali
              gudiya ki nahi
                      ek insaan ki
Kaash mere dil ki awaaz
                       koi sunein