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Forever

-Priyanka Jain All my nights are filled with restlessness caused by numerous nightmares Regardless of whether my eyes are closed or not, all my fears lay bare Frightening is the fear of losing the people I want to spend ‘forever’ with I want them to stay, but now I know that ‘forever’ is a myth! Yes, I expect too much because I believe that someone will understand And I am still waiting but it won’t be long when everything will be bland! Sometimes I wonder if they are going to think about me when grey and old Will they acknowledge knowing me or will they act same as today, Cold! I want to know if they will cherish the memory we made all these years That we were once together, in pain or ease, and in smiles or tears Yes, I expect too much because, alas! I don’t have much time left And I don’t want to be unhappy when I leave, I don’t want to be bereft! Time is all I ask for but time is all I don’t have; all begging seems to go in vain To me every moment

रास्ता!

-प्रियंका जैन बहुत थकान सी महसूस होती है अब चलते चलते कदम भी हौसलों की तरह कुछ लड़खड़ाने से लगें हैं इच्छा है कि अब कहीं बैठ कर थोड़ा आराम कर लूँ रास्ता बहुत लम्बा है और मंज़िल आंखों के दायरे से दूर मंज़िल कैसी दिखती है ये भी नहीं पता अभी तो, मगर सुंदर ही होगी क्योंकि सब लोग मंज़िल पाना चाहते हैं। सहारे के लिए ना कोई पेड़ नज़र आता है ना ही कोई दीवार महज़ एक खाली-लम्बा रास्ता है और उस पर चल रही मैं भूख और प्यास बुझाने के लिए बहुत कुछ है यहाँ, मगर अब इच्छा किसी और चीज़ की है जो कहीं दीखती नहीं। फ़िर सवाल ये है मन में कि क्या सबकी मंजिल एक है मुझे लोगों ने बताया कि मेरी मंज़िल क्या है और कहाँ है रास्ता भी उन्होंने दिखाया और मैं चलाने लगी, मगर ये मुमकिन है कि उन्हें अपनी ही मंज़िल गलत मालूम हो। अब थक चुकी हूँ मैं चलते चलते पर सफ़र तो अभी शुरू हुआ है हौसले मज़बूत करने ज़रूरी हैं क्योंकि चलना बहुत है अभी एक इच्छा ये है कि कोई साथी मिल जाए इसी रास्ते में कहीं दोनों को सहारा मिल जाएगा, रास्ता थोड़ा आसान हो जाएगा फ़िर डर लगता है कि कहीं सहारे की आदत न हो जाए, क्योंकि स

Unspoken, Unasked, Undiscussed.

-Priyanka Jain I started rehearsing again and again, I had to say it this time Anxiety was taking over all my senses but I had to be strong It was important, but not easy, words can be such a slime Emotions, secrets, confessions and a list of rights & wrongs On a freezing evening I looked into those eyes, again curious Innocent and dreamy, like a kid, waiting for me to begin the story The story was now told and the truth was out, which was spurious It wasn’t the truth rehearsed to be told, actual truth now in gory Night followed by chilly evening, I was crying, hugging my bed Struggling to breath between sobs and trembling due to ache Words from past were haunting me, truth was causing a dread A question I wanted to ask those eyes, could have been soul’s slake I promised another story the next day, started rehearsing again I had to say it this time because undiscussed past was a sting The story wasn’t long, just 5 words to express the cutting

But why can’t a bubble last?

-Priyanka Jain Years ago, you happened to me like a magic A magic that successfully lived the life of a bubble You vanished, there was a hope that you’ll return You took a big part of me, now I was a rubble Then came a new person, he made me happy I started laughing, life seemed out of trouble Love felt good, since there were no expectations And my laugh successfully lived the life of a bubble Now I was a person incapable of expressing love Oh that’s untrue, I still loved the beauty of ‘bubble’ Lust was a beautiful, strange language to learn No more laughing, but a sweet and seductive chuckle And years after, you happened to me like a magic A magic that I am sure is still as beautiful as a bubble I won’t hope this time, you are free to vanish You’ll take the whole of me, there won’t be any rubble

Because ‘forward’ is all I know

-Priyanka Jain Never do I worry what people will say Never do they know how I survive the day Never do I care what’s there in their minds Never do they ask how I still manage to shine Never should I expect any support from anyone Never should they see the kindness I’ve done Never should I worry if they can’t handle the truth Never should they stew if all that’s left is sooth Never will I surrender to what’s hindering my growth Never will they have enough thorns or pebbles, or both Never will I be fatigued by this continuous struggle Never will they sense their own decline, until it’s all a juggle        PS: Nothing is capable of obstructing our growth, until we surrender.

Glorious Defeat

-Priyanka Jain I fell, fell beyond the heights that anyone can measure The fall was scary, it was dark, hopelessness overpowered My senses became numb, wet eyes, silent screams escaped I was terrified of what seemed like ‘endless’ plunge and seizure Had it been a physical fall, the end would have been light and easy But the fall and swirl were into the trap of heightened emotions Uncanny, perplexing sentiments made my body cold and soul weak Such dread caused naissance of threat and defeat, I felt queasy Little did the evil know, I was unbreakable, stronger than its own force The terror and wounds made the façade of ‘weak’ fall off from my face The moment I realised my true strength, I saw ‘fear’ quivering at my gaze I landed victoriously on my feet, all ‘malicious’ died after a ghastly cower

Redefining Strength

-Priyanka Jain With every moment, I’m becoming stronger The pain of deceptions can’t last any longer You must leave, for I need to redefine my thirst And then I’ll write a whole new series of ‘firsts’ Change is the only constant known so far But this world of variables has its door ajar I’ll find my constant in yet another place Variable is not required, don’t leave your trace I love myself more than anyone else in this world The song of pain and victory will soon be skirled I gave you all I had and I admit I was a wronger But with every moment, I’m becoming stronger