Aakarshit

परछाई हूँ, तेरी छत को गिरूँ,

रूठ जायी तो मनाऊँ कैसे,

खिड़की से तेरी झलक ताकूँ,

क़यामत को भी तुझको पाऊँ कैसे?

Breathing in ,

Breathing out,

Stars etched to the ceiling wall,

I see your face when I lay down,

mumble your name

Not too out aloud,

Fearing theft,

I keep you to me,

Ask you to come

I want you to hug,

I want you to touch.

Is that you?

The shadows I see,

Come and confront,

Elucidate it to me.

Hold my hand,

I need to feel that touch,

Feel the aroma of your presence,

The essence of your charm,

Your whole being as such.

Every inch of you,

Your body

Your soul,

Offers me my niche,

Infatuation or love,

I don’t know,

But infatuations don’t last this long

As this feeling had.

Talk to me,

Say my name,

Two minutes are not much,

Sit by my side,

Hold my hand,

I need to feel that touch.

To scramble your hair messy,

Whispering you the things I fear,

Brush my fingers across your face,

Take my tongue and lick your ear,

Pull your nose and bite your cheeks,

Kiss your head and feel your palms,

Tickle your toes along the steaks,

To lay by your side 

and push you away,

Then pull you close,

and ask you to stay.

होंठ जो खिलाकर 

तूने मेरा नाम लिया ,

सब लम्हों को भुलाकर

बस उस लम्हे को मैं जिया।

If my words were a ghost,

They would have peeped you through that hole in the window,

Entered into your dreams at night,

And make you feel my presence through them,

Would have rejoiced with you and your friends,

And engrave in my soul,

Till the eternity ends…