Impartial Winter!

With tunic of fog
Covering the earth
Flowing from clouds, the shoulders
To the barren earth, the knee
With brim-filled oceans and sea
With dew drops on the dying weed
And when the existence of brightness cease
Winter, to the earth coolness feeds.

With creatures hiding
In the cool gloomy night
And humans outing
To places delighting the sense of sight
With silent evenings
And pleasant festive nights
With noisy marriages
And dark alleys silent crime sites
Winter cools impartially
The lively warm marriage lawns
And even the gloomy dark alleys

Be it the rich
Warmed by best brewed coffee
Or the poor,cold and fragile;
Shivering in a single tee.
Be it the old couples with evening stories,
Starting with “when young were we..”
Or the panchayet of young chaps

with a cup of tea.
Undoubtedly, the blessing and the curse
Of winter is showered impartially!

-©Rahul Singh

Just a Night!

Just a night,
And there'll be day...
Light, light everywhere
Penetrating through every pore
and happiness'll enlighten
Me,my self to the core!

My light,my day
Isn't a heartless sun
Nor the love void stars
It isn't some feeling abstract
nor is a medicine for scars
It's a lovely smile
and a waiting eyes
Lips with tales to tell
a heart in my hug that melts
Palms that long to hold;
Hold and have the feelings
that since eternity lovers hv felt!

My day, my light
is my sweet heart
my love, and the reason
of my lovely life!!!

-©Rahul Singh

Dreams, sweet dreams...

I had a lucid dream tonight,

You and me walking along

Somewhere far, far long

But we were walking along...

Dream’s a dream

How so ever lucid

And how so ever vivid

Dream’s a dream

I dreamt of me and you,

Together, though for an instant few

I dreamt of me and you...

Somewhere between the street

We saw into each other’s eyes

I could see your deepness

Deeper than Mariana’s trench

Lost in your gaze was I,

Thanks to your kiss French

For now I’ll always be in your depths

A vivid, lucid dream has now cost

The freedom of the free I,

And now I’ll be forever lost

In your thought’s infinite sky

-©Rahul Singh

Me and Others!!

Of what others say

and of what others believe

Of what others see

and of what others perceive

Of what others do

and of what others don't

Of what others plan

and of what others want

Of all the things they have

and of all the things they own

Of the future they dream

and of the past seeds they have sown

Why should I care

of these

Others are others

they'll never be me nor mine

so why should I and others twine?

-©Rahul Singh

Known Somebody or Unknown Nobody???

Constant urge,

impatient brain,

probing eyes

and shoulders

with unknown strain.

Craving for something,

wanting everything,

getting random anything

and satisfied with nothing.

In all this fuss,

loosing facial shine.

And mental peace

turning into an unreachable shrine.

Tired gloomy eyes,

craving desperately

but with heartbeats as tortoise.

Together with everybody

but walking lonely.

So is life,

when in quest to be somebody.

With uncertainty

of being a known somebody

or an unknown nobody…

-©Rahul Singh

Wish I could live my dreams..

Wish I could live my dreams

so that I could

feel what it feels like

to be close to you

As to body, clothes adheres

hug you

and whisper in your ears

the words that every heartbeat says

words that my every action states

words that didn't slipped through my lips

for any soul other

words that when lied are like feather

but when are the truth

are mightier than the almighty's soul

and finally kiss you

and be together with you as a whole..

If only I could live my dreams...

-Rahul Singh

The 'One' Love...

Some find it during childhood,

during the games played.

and some find it during their school days,

during the recess break they had.

some get lucky when in college;

begins with flirting

advances with exams that makes them mad.

Everyone finds the 'one' love..

One Love that they cherish for a life time

One Love that changes all..

One love,

sometimes the one you walk hand in hand

sometimes the one in the memories

that brings back tear.

Who so ever the love be

it lives with every single heartbeat

it lives in every bloody pore

and every body part

whether small or big

My Love,

My love that should lie in every heartbeat

and organ, small or big

lives in my breaths

and every time I exhale

I try to remove it,

it’s essence

and every memory attached to it.

And time I try to exhale

I need to breathe

and time I breathe in

its like ‘she’ coming back in..

-©Rahul Singh

Desire

The heat when rises

Rises from my feet

And crawls slowly

From somewhere beneath

And tries to engulf me, elegantly

I try hard to resist

And let go

But somewhere deep within

I feed this crawler

With myself

Surrendering to this heat, fire

Fire which has always burnt things

And when in form of desire

Has burnt human beings

This fire, heat slowly increases its pace

and in no time

It reaches my brain, my face

Flooding my brain with fire

Penetrating it with desire

I start burning

But instead of running, yelling

I feed myself to this fire

The desire.

-©Rahul Singh

A thousand Me...

Thousand colours

and a thousand me

is the reality

that you seldom see..

Colour thousands

come from three

A thousand me comes from thee..

A thousand me that you see

is a thousand you

that you be..

I reflect what you be..

A thousand colours

and a thousand me

is the reality

that you seldom see...

-©Rahul Singh

And I, bid you good bye!

And I, bid you goodbye

not with outburst of spasm

spasm of thunderous yet silent

outburst of grief and pain

but with the breeze

as of nature smiling at dawn

breeze of abstruse satisfaction

flowing from heart to lips and then to eyes

And I, bid you good bye

not for two different paths to walk upon

but to walk on two parallel similar roads

Not together but on our own

and meet again when journey switches to difficulty modes

we surely shall share lovely anecdotes

but one thing’s for sure

for nothing in this universe

we’ll walk together once more

And I, bid you good bye

So that I can

without you,

on my own shoot for the sky

because there I wouldn’t need anger

nor would I need evil

neither would I need ego

and without you

there’s a long long way to go

And I, bid you good bye

for the sake of independence

independence-independent as sky

independent of you,

the worser behalf of me.

The Satan me,

I bid you good bye!

-©Rahul Singh

Love|Sex

Just think what sex is?

-

What matters is the end!

Doing it with the present best

Is somewhat a new trend

And neither it’s something

Through which love should pass as a test

Sex is something that starts with the body

And ends with it only

it’s something which the body enjoys

not the soul, the heart

What about feeding your heart?

What one should wait in a relation is a state

A state when love is at the peak

A state when you admire even the bad traits

A state when what really matters is the partner

A state when you can scream at the top of voice-

“My Love’s the best!!”

But now it’s the act of getting laid that matters

Or enjoying the feel of her chest!

If sex is what male and female were made for

then there’d be no one

no one with a single partner for a lifetime.

Wouldn’t simply getting laid,

Getting laid with the same partner be boring?

Boring it would have been

But it’s love that binds humans

Male and female bonds are much more stronger,

If made of love

If made from love

And weaker,

Weaker if on the basis of how much

The night was enjoyed together

So, stop looking out for the food of body

Rather feed the heart

-

And stop treating your partner as just a sex toy!

Move on with this trend

Trend of showing off in your peer

Things like the times you had it with your partner

Rather show off the times you,

you enjoyed the stroll in the park;

the times you both enjoyed gazing the night sky;

the times you gave new things a try;

times that no one in this universe,

can ever take from you.

Times that were as beautiful

As at dawn is the dew..

©Rahul Singh

  

A Woman...

Dedicated to all women in my life...

Under the hood,

hood of almighty’s hand

with elegance shining

through every pore

she stands.

Has soothing voice

as of a wind chime

And flaws as less

as the worth of a dime

With ocean of care

and emotions as tides,

sentiments as provoking

as a full moon to tides

she bursts her heart

in which love resides

As brave as the bravest of men

Sometimes, as young as a kid aged 10

And at times as old as a century old old

showing personalities

as life unfolds.

A woman is everything

she is the sun

she is the air

and not just another creature

but is the past, present

and the future…

सिर्फ एक पल

एक पल चाहिए

सिर्फ एक पल

ना चाहिए तुम्हारा आज

ना मांगू मै तुम्हारा कल

सिर्फ एक पल

कुछ बातें

जो दिल मे है

शायद जूबा पे होंगी

कुछ हसरतें है नैनो की

जो उस पल मे पूरी होंगी

ना चाहू तुम्हारा आज

ना मांगू मै तुम्हारा कल

सिर्फ एक पल

कहाँ मै गलत हुआ

कहा तुम्हारी आँखें हुई नाम

लगी थी हम को बद्दुआ

ये क्यू नही समझ पाए हम

ना चाहू तुम्हारा आज

ना मांगू मै तुम्हारा कल

सिर्फ एक पल

करना है कुछ खास

शायद जिस्से तुम्हे फिर पा पाऊ

जिस्से हो तुम्हे एहसास

के मै बैठा हू लगाए आस

एक पल की आस

सिर्फ एक पल की है ज़रूरत

शायद माँग रहा हू मै कुछ ज़्यादा

शायद चुक्का ना पाउगा मै इस पल की क़ीमत

लेकिन करता हू मै वादा

की मेरा नेक है इरादा

की मेरे लिए अब भी हो तुम

दुनिया से काई गुना ज़्यादा

एक पल चाहिए सिर्फ एक पल

ना आज ना कल

सिर्फ एक पल…

राहुल सिंह

What Is Love?

As soon as she left the café, she walked to the Cigarette shop and asked for a cigarette and when she was just about to lit her cigarette up a man standing nearby said ”It kills!”.

She threw it and went her way…

The man noticed a guy walking up to the shop.

There was something in this young handsome looking man that was shouting “Kill Me” and maybe that’s why he wasn’t warned by the man standing nearby.
Out of curiosity, the man asked him “Any Problem bro?”

Sad Guy: Had a break-up!

Young Man: So?? I mean you can have any other girl.

Sad Guy: I loved her!!

Young Man: Come on there’s nothing like Love, gone are those days when people used to die for love.
*deep in thought”

Sad Guy: Maybe and Maybe not. Love is not the way it is shown in movies with larger than life characters. Love to me is something different.

Young Man: then, May I have the pleasure of knowing What Love is?

*though he was in no mood to explain, he did!*

Sad Guy:

“Love is trying to be with her for 5 minutes

And when it ends, 5 more again

Love is freeing her from everything

And beholding her tight in your arms

Feeling her heartbeats when to all body parts love swarms

Love is being a toddler

Toddling with her support

Love is being a kid and asking kisses from her

Love is being teen enough to tease her

Being man enough to please her

And old enough to ask her hands for every walk

Love is every moment lived in her arms

Every subconscious relived in dreams

Every emotion felt in her arms

Every touch on her body as smooth as cream

Love is showering yourself

On the barren untouched ‘her’

Being her blanket during the cold nights of Winter

Providing her the cool shadow during the hot days of Summer

Being her Umbrella in Rain

Being her Medicine during pain

And at times being mad enough to make her laugh like an Insane

Love is Everything

Love is being the reason

reason of the tinkle in her eyes

Love is the Chocolates gifted

Love is finding beauty in her flaws

Love is not tying the Knot

and still treating her family as in-laws

Love is Being everything she wants you to be

Love is retaining everything you own

Love is simply Love

Loving And Being Loved.

…”

with the last words he threw the filter and crushed it.

And the girl who earlier threw the white stick was there and as soon the guy who was not so sad turned, she hugged him.

Not So Sad Guy: What are you doing here?

Girl: I don’t know, I just wanted to give smoking a second opinion. And now I know Love and have the One I Love!

©RAHUL SINGH