Fair..

Fair I say.. If I find me as butt of their jokes n rude funs,
I take these all without a pinch of salt.. Say their intended puns,

Well I have a lot many desires n on top.. The desire to have sex,
With an equally desirer With mutual consent.. No attempt to perplex,

Neither to confuse any.. Just being to own correct n fair,
I mean what is sex n in what way one gets attracted to sexy affair,

I always say sex is always in mind n to indulge into I need stimulation,
Yeah the mental stimulation n such gets reflected thru being of equation,

And holder of views n mindset.. That is open n of desires,
And these get manifested through many ways.. Joyous n sapphired,

I mean I express me quite clearly in my own unique crystal way,
In mind I stimulate sex this way.. Ready to get into a fold to have my say,

Or whisper into ears of.. My own.. And that's it I keep in my mind,
And here exactly I become restrainer of my desires.. I hide me behind,

A face that is satisfied.. I know I am not..  But I keep such owing to fears,
And I know these all are true fears.. Anyway I curtail a desire crystaled clear,

And owing to some blind accusations that had been put in my ways,
By my own a lot many.. Laws n in Laws.. Alright I say.. Have ur says,

To divide n rule.. What else.. Any way..

I in a way let it know to some open minded n of sexual quest,
That's it's not about being a man or a woman.. Its about having a jest,

Or a desire.. That always comes into mind thus stimulates mind,
Get indulge n get fucking damn.. Curtail n be of face wrinkled grind,

Not yet.. But many years later effects of these unfulfilled desires do get reflect,
On face.. In behaviour.. In everything.. So amidst choices what to select..

. . . . . . . . To have what. . . ☺. . . . .

God knows..

Well only the God knows.. I do not as to what's gonna be in for me,
Lines or rekhas on my hand can tell what.. I can't foresee,

And I at times feel strange in seeing a few prediction based upon lines,
Over the palms.. About the unknown.. God's domain not mine,

Anyway the more I say a thing about these so-called monks,
The more classified info givers these may become n without honks,

Thus I try living as ordinary n simple human with some skills,
Me knows nothing about unknown I swear.. I shrill..

. . . Or rather make a calm appeal. . .

Out there..

Out there I felt was some one who wanted to vent up,
His profound anger.. So he did unleased all that was with hiccups,

Actually with no hiccups.. And the listener out there was some deaf,
Or pretended to.. Else who can survive suffocating.. Whe(i) ff,

That some had accumulated with in over the ages n years,
Compounding these further as interest of him without any fears,

I really wanted to ask.. In what way have I done to you any wrong,
No answers.. But all egos of one intolerant.. Who even hates songs,

Ah!!! I somehow could understand such unhealed diabetic trait,
Of him.. I said let such dud IT be of you.. Be angered without a bait,

For forever.. God has given you so much n shall give you more,
I was wronged I know.. But still I said let go.. My destiny in galore,

And of me n me alone... I never shall let these profound anger,
Be an integral part of me.. No no.. I can't live with such danger,

Of not able to live with open n acceptable heart,
As if nothing had happened.. Just a tears n hug.. That's all n no dirt,

As believer of life as really good song.. Sung unsung.. But a song,
Playing it on.. Being with it.. Where is the time for me to do wrong...

. . . . . . . . . ☺😊😊☺. . . . . . . . .

सम्पन्न

कौन कहां कैसे काहे क्यों पूछा उसने और मैने पूछा पर कब,
क्या कुछ देखा क्या कुछ पाया तुमने मुझमे. . बैगरत सा अब,

गर देखा गर पाया तो क्यों यू यहाँ ठहर सिमटी हो तुम,
तुम हसीं तुम जवां एक लाजवाब क्यों रहोगी यहां यूं गुमसुम,

बस इतना ही कहना था मेरा और शायद इतना ही उसका सुनना,
ओए चुप ओ जोर से कहा उसने और लो अब कहां था रुकना, 

तू समझता क्या है खुदको और सुन मैं कोई वो नहीं मैं हूँ what I am,
I know.. I said.. Your her highness.. I just wanted to bring glam,

On your face again.. I know you are not dumb n fool,
I may not be in your list as your special but I am your friend.. Hence cool,

N bring back the nice ark on your face again.. ☺ if you can,
अच्छा कौन था वो। कब किया कैसे कहां क्यो किसका था ये Standard plan,

☺ था किसी का और तुझे क्यों हो रही है अब जलन।
Why shud I be getting jealous.. Your life your लग्न,

ओ नहीं-नहीं योर लगन any way jokes apart I believe you excel in your field,
I believe I do.. Doing good.. You know I just earn n get elegant yield,

I know.. A friend in you I always see.. I see in you there is a grace,
Of being human.. Elegance.. Beauty n boldness with calm trace..

. . . . . . . . .  ☺. . . . . .

Lets be..

Let's be.. What we are n what we believe in.. Hmmn.. In real,
I tried saying this.. But I didn't.. Reason I know.. But I remain jovial,

In telling or rather pleading.. Let me be what I in real I am,
Unwilling to jump in ecstacy over worries n creating log jams,

I didn't.. I haven't.. And I won't.. Hang me if u wish.. For being so,
I know I will be remembered as one.. But you as.. Perhaps as jalaad pro,

Who tied the knots n did put on neck.. For refusing to be destructive,
Suffocatingly I finally did thought of pleading with these instructive,

I didn't.. All I did was to get up n shake me up from my dark dreams,
Coz such black holes can only be in those worlds.. Lacking steams,

Of all possible vistas of glowing arenas of calm n grace,
Be I be remembered as reformer.. No.. N why shud I be such race,

These are big words n worlds for big big people but I am simply a small,
Human with choti hasiyat.. Though as one such I like to live n enthrall..

. . . Mujhay rehnay do mere haal.. 😀. .
. . . . . . . . . Thanks. . . . . . . .

Erupting silence

Far far farther from here.. Of n away from me,
Silence erupts.. Spreads.. With its most happening glee,

Invisible to all yet I always as ever feel the warmth of smile,
I intently respond with.. Smile.. Looking towards those miles,

All for no reasons.. I know.. None in world waits for me,
Being in romance with life is just fine for me to be,

In silence I cherish n nourish the romance.. I let it erupt,
My emotions.. My feelings..Till the dawn/end of my life arrives to interrupt..

Yeah I had been talking about death..

. . . . . . . . . . 😀😊😀. . . .

Dinner..

Dinner prepared that I said.. And I prepared with delight,
Any one willing.. Then may I serve you the dinner.. Your right,

Of course.. To ask me to serve you at your piquant places,
Don't worry I won't come in.. To rob you of ur comforts n graces,

Shall stand at your door steps.. Shall n won't even give a peep,
To your surroundings n what else.. In me emotions run deep,

To heart n mind n perhaps in body n soul.. That say trouble none,
Interfere none.. Respect their freedom n comforts.. And be some,

That took n takes stance in life.. Much like those taking right sides with nation,
These too live in comforts their blood pumps in ecstasy n elation,

Whenever these all as their natural habit see some thing great being happen,
These enjoy n so do I.. Difference may be in comforts.. So what I reckon...