Wednesday, November 10, 2010
farukh lone: Gimme a Break! Karvatun ke Kashmaksh Mein!!!
farukh lone: Gimme a Break! Karvatun ke Kashmaksh Mein!!!: "Karvatu ki kashmakash mein shabb bhar main so na saka Teri yaadein kuttay ban kar bhonkte the mere angan mein Rakeebun ki mehfil hai sanam ..."
Gimme a Break! Karvatun ke Kashmaksh Mein!!!
Karvatu ki kashmakash mein shabb bhar main so na saka
Teri yaadein kuttay ban kar bhonkte the mere angan mein
Rakeebun ki mehfil hai sanam kii ek masoom chaal hai
Pila ke girade ab mujhko ek he wicket hun tere anjuman mein
Kaantu ki laal rangat se dehshat mein hai sara aalam
Zaalim! Tu ne he kaantu ko chooma hoga chaman mein
Tum nikla na karo benaqab zamana jal jaye ga
Sar hai tera dehka dehka aag barsaye hai sawan mein...
Teri yaadein kuttay ban kar bhonkte the mere angan mein
Rakeebun ki mehfil hai sanam kii ek masoom chaal hai
Pila ke girade ab mujhko ek he wicket hun tere anjuman mein
Kaantu ki laal rangat se dehshat mein hai sara aalam
Zaalim! Tu ne he kaantu ko chooma hoga chaman mein
Tum nikla na karo benaqab zamana jal jaye ga
Sar hai tera dehka dehka aag barsaye hai sawan mein...
Friday, August 13, 2010
farukh lone: farukh lone: Like A Chain Of Smoke
farukh lone: farukh lone: Like A Chain Of Smoke: "farukh lone: Like A Chain Of Smoke: 'Like a chain of smoke My quest follows me In the depth of my being A filled cigrette hallows me. O, I'..."
farukh lone: Like A Chain Of Smoke
farukh lone: Like A Chain Of Smoke: "Like a chain of smoke My quest follows me In the depth of my being A filled cigrette hallows me. O, I'm independent So a horse rides me Or ..."
Monday, August 9, 2010
AMBITIONS
Founded upon a crooked line;brick by brick grow
Leaning like the icicles, hallow
Dip by dip,they wait,trickle and flow
In the distant stream of dreams
That one itching icicle screams.
Thrusted upon the passion of cold river
Sometimes,laying dead on the shore
Sometimes,floating on the water
Playing with the waves;ebb and flow
With the pebbles on shore,they glow.
The river in its fullness goes beyond the shore
Toss them against the hermetic door
Broken apart into pieces and pains
Find no solace in the city of chains
Go back to the river when it rains.
Proceed to some sea of salted sorrows
Falling like the broken arrows
And wounds cry of the pain
Melody sweet,so sweet of the sobs
O' soul of the dead city, thy heart throbs.
Swan song echoes in the valley of oceans
Unpleasant are,but tattering of machines
Left the city,now leaving the sea
Here the tale ends with a tail out
Ambitions wisely die with ambitious doubt.
Leaning like the icicles, hallow
Dip by dip,they wait,trickle and flow
In the distant stream of dreams
That one itching icicle screams.
Thrusted upon the passion of cold river
Sometimes,laying dead on the shore
Sometimes,floating on the water
Playing with the waves;ebb and flow
With the pebbles on shore,they glow.
The river in its fullness goes beyond the shore
Toss them against the hermetic door
Broken apart into pieces and pains
Find no solace in the city of chains
Go back to the river when it rains.
Proceed to some sea of salted sorrows
Falling like the broken arrows
And wounds cry of the pain
Melody sweet,so sweet of the sobs
O' soul of the dead city, thy heart throbs.
Swan song echoes in the valley of oceans
Unpleasant are,but tattering of machines
Left the city,now leaving the sea
Here the tale ends with a tail out
Ambitions wisely die with ambitious doubt.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Like A Chain Of Smoke
Like a chain of smoke
My quest follows me
In the depth of my being
A filled cigrette hallows me.
O, I'm independent
So a horse rides me
Or ask me, 'Who I'm?'
But the smoke hides me.
Path is too long to go
And past is chasing me,
I'm becoming short,
Earth is erasing me.
Whose Life I'm to die
Who on earth lives me.
Through the frame of clock,
A dim darkness views me.
A dream is a deceit;
Deception dreams me,
For I walk in a dream,
When a sleep screams me.
My quest follows me
In the depth of my being
A filled cigrette hallows me.
O, I'm independent
So a horse rides me
Or ask me, 'Who I'm?'
But the smoke hides me.
Path is too long to go
And past is chasing me,
I'm becoming short,
Earth is erasing me.
Whose Life I'm to die
Who on earth lives me.
Through the frame of clock,
A dim darkness views me.
A dream is a deceit;
Deception dreams me,
For I walk in a dream,
When a sleep screams me.
farukh lone: "I am a Bud"
farukh lone: "I am a Bud": "I'm a bud Yet to bloom But this damn blood Is so hot in me, It boiles And spoiles the iron coils That hurt and encage me. Hot Summers and st..."
"I am a Bud"
I'm a bud
Yet to bloom
But this damn blood
Is so hot in me,
It boiles
And spoiles the iron coils
That hurt and encage me.
Hot Summers and streams
Waterfalls,birds and Green
Call me to life.
Hey,wait! I'm in chains
Of pangs and pains
Of my dad and mom
Who lull me to sleep
In their sleepless nights
But these stray street dogs
So wicked and unruly stubborn
Bark in my future dreams
They bit my sis,see she screams
My dad in comma,
My mom cries
And fries her tears
On my sweat torrid face
Restless am i.
Please lemme go,
My blood rushes
And hushes the flow
Of Chenab and Jehlum
Pirpanjal catches my cries
And Shambusbari echoes the drum
But i'm just a bud
Seeking for the life
That never was
Like that of Himalayas-
Huge,resolute and independent
No, i won't listen
I won't go home
I love my enemy
More than my own life
So what,they're harsh
So what,they're brutal
Yes, like wild animals are they
I'm not afraid but love them
They are hungry and thirsty
Unsatisfied,unsatiated cannibals
Eat me,my enemy
And drink my blood
My meat is virgin
And my blood is hot
But spare my mom,my motherland...
I was just a bud
Yet to bloom
But this damn bullet shell
Has broken me to pieces
Scattered here and there,
And in Dal and in Wular
It's good,
I'm sown
In my own motherland!
Tell my mom and dad,
Not to feel the pain
I'll rise above the Himalaya
When Spring comes again.
Yet to bloom
But this damn blood
Is so hot in me,
It boiles
And spoiles the iron coils
That hurt and encage me.
Hot Summers and streams
Waterfalls,birds and Green
Call me to life.
Hey,wait! I'm in chains
Of pangs and pains
Of my dad and mom
Who lull me to sleep
In their sleepless nights
But these stray street dogs
So wicked and unruly stubborn
Bark in my future dreams
They bit my sis,see she screams
My dad in comma,
My mom cries
And fries her tears
On my sweat torrid face
Restless am i.
Please lemme go,
My blood rushes
And hushes the flow
Of Chenab and Jehlum
Pirpanjal catches my cries
And Shambusbari echoes the drum
But i'm just a bud
Seeking for the life
That never was
Like that of Himalayas-
Huge,resolute and independent
No, i won't listen
I won't go home
I love my enemy
More than my own life
So what,they're harsh
So what,they're brutal
Yes, like wild animals are they
I'm not afraid but love them
They are hungry and thirsty
Unsatisfied,unsatiated cannibals
Eat me,my enemy
And drink my blood
My meat is virgin
And my blood is hot
But spare my mom,my motherland...
I was just a bud
Yet to bloom
But this damn bullet shell
Has broken me to pieces
Scattered here and there,
And in Dal and in Wular
It's good,
I'm sown
In my own motherland!
Tell my mom and dad,
Not to feel the pain
I'll rise above the Himalaya
When Spring comes again.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
SING SOME WORDS
Sing some words
For the birds.
Sing it sweet;
Clean 'n' neat.
Sing it high
When they fly.
Sing it low
When they go.
Sing in Spring,
In their thinking.
Sing in Summer,
Song of shimmer.
And in Autoumn,
Make a dictum-
For the Winter,
Be the hunter.
Hunt the birds,
In their herds.
Raze their nests,
Pluck their crests,
Eggs be crushed,
Zone be hushed.
Quench the hunger,
Kill your singer.
Dance the evil,
Appease Devil.
Spring comes
With no drums.
With Life anew,
For Death to live.
For the birds.
Sing it sweet;
Clean 'n' neat.
Sing it high
When they fly.
Sing it low
When they go.
Sing in Spring,
In their thinking.
Sing in Summer,
Song of shimmer.
And in Autoumn,
Make a dictum-
For the Winter,
Be the hunter.
Hunt the birds,
In their herds.
Raze their nests,
Pluck their crests,
Eggs be crushed,
Zone be hushed.
Quench the hunger,
Kill your singer.
Dance the evil,
Appease Devil.
Spring comes
With no drums.
With Life anew,
For Death to live.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
SINKING INTO MY EYES
Sinking into my eyes
this evening
millions of broken STARS-
burning bright stars,
home broken stars,
dim lit stars,
self broken stars,
cold ash grey stars.
The sky is blank!
Clouds roar a horrible laugh,
winds do the ghostly dance,
and rain weaps heavily
upon my eyes.
Trees this Autoumn
naked, dry and shaken
as if crutch of a lame
leading someone
to somewhere
and is lead by the same
trees this Autoumn
pulls me to nowhere,
pushes me to NOTHINGNESS-
You see nothing,
touch nothing,
feel nothing,
smell nothing,
you hear nothing,
nothing,nothing,nothing
when you wish
you wish for nothing
when you speak;
you speak to nothing,
nothing to depart from,
nothing to arive at.
You've gained enough
and have nothing to lose
or you've lost enough
for nothing to gain
NOTHING!
This DARKNESS is like nothing.
Darkness this Autoumn night
as if nothing
but chaos,confusion and congé.
You breathe darkness.
Exale darkness.
You open lips to mutter
darkness leaps out.
Leaps out,
when you burn a candle.
Peeps out
when you open a window,
and jumps in
when you close the door.
Darkness everywhere
even when you imagine
darkness strikes
and darkness flashes
when you wink and think.
DARKNESS!
Horrible,hovering and hoarse
DARKNESS!
Terrible,terrific,tempestuous
DARKNESS!
Crowded with darkness-
no existance.
WAIT!
Thou shall look
and look
into my EYES.
this evening
millions of broken STARS-
burning bright stars,
home broken stars,
dim lit stars,
self broken stars,
cold ash grey stars.
The sky is blank!
Clouds roar a horrible laugh,
winds do the ghostly dance,
and rain weaps heavily
upon my eyes.
Trees this Autoumn
naked, dry and shaken
as if crutch of a lame
leading someone
to somewhere
and is lead by the same
trees this Autoumn
pulls me to nowhere,
pushes me to NOTHINGNESS-
You see nothing,
touch nothing,
feel nothing,
smell nothing,
you hear nothing,
nothing,nothing,nothing
when you wish
you wish for nothing
when you speak;
you speak to nothing,
nothing to depart from,
nothing to arive at.
You've gained enough
and have nothing to lose
or you've lost enough
for nothing to gain
NOTHING!
This DARKNESS is like nothing.
Darkness this Autoumn night
as if nothing
but chaos,confusion and congé.
You breathe darkness.
Exale darkness.
You open lips to mutter
darkness leaps out.
Leaps out,
when you burn a candle.
Peeps out
when you open a window,
and jumps in
when you close the door.
Darkness everywhere
even when you imagine
darkness strikes
and darkness flashes
when you wink and think.
DARKNESS!
Horrible,hovering and hoarse
DARKNESS!
Terrible,terrific,tempestuous
DARKNESS!
Crowded with darkness-
no existance.
WAIT!
Thou shall look
and look
into my EYES.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
KAL KII LIKHI HUI GHAZAL( Composed 25.07.10)
Kal ki likhi hui ghazal
Aaj meri rozgar hai
Kal ke shoq bik gaye
Fir kal ka intizar hai
Hansi warq se lipatkar
Aur Qalm ashqbar hai
Aaj din bi hava garm thi
Sard fir hua bazaar hai
Delhi ko baste dekha hai
Vadi main lutti bahar hai
'Farukh' wohi jhoota hai
Jo aaj bhi tera aitebar hai
Aaj meri rozgar hai
Kal ke shoq bik gaye
Fir kal ka intizar hai
Hansi warq se lipatkar
Aur Qalm ashqbar hai
Aaj din bi hava garm thi
Sard fir hua bazaar hai
Delhi ko baste dekha hai
Vadi main lutti bahar hai
'Farukh' wohi jhoota hai
Jo aaj bhi tera aitebar hai
WELCOME NOTE
My first simple and plain words...but wait and gimme some time to come up with what Muses has to say through my keypad...
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