Asian Literary Society

Her anklets jingled As she walked  On the wet green grass  As he looked and admired her divinity  Each step of hers sang a lovely song  A song of her love for nature  A song of her love for her motherland He sat far away admiring her  Body and her divine soul  It was the jingles of her anklets  Made him fall in love with her  As she walked carefully with a  Hum on her lips  Her dark long hair  He kissed from far  The jasmine perfume emitted from her hair  He received in his heart  As a symbol of his love  For this divine girl unknown! She keeps walking slowly  To reach that divine place  To surrender herself to the  Will of her creator!

Square den clouded with smoke Rock star lying wasted, doped! Abrupt shock of colors geometrically aligned, Hexagons upon hexagons forming a labyrinthine tunnel, Sucking him weightlessly into the labyrinth. Sudden calm followed by the smell of freshly brewed coffee. Then memory induced by an old melody, that first rain, and petrichor! The dopamine played havoc As the rock star reached a high, his PARADISE! His breathing labored, skin dull, lips black! Euphoria from addiction lasting till his next drag! The peace, calm and serenity Attained after a productive day Spent tilling the land One with nature, seed to sapling The Alchemist looked radiant Tanned, baked in the sunlight His sleep quiescent, his thoughts tangible No dreams to cloud His world real, his PARADISE sublime!  

A crooked line drawn by an amateur artist Demarked a tranquility slumbered land Dividing the nation for religious protagonists Creating border on the same sand People separated, heats broken Sun is yet alike on both sides Waters divided by altered tokens Rivers still have the same tides Hate grew and armies rose Dissecting faiths and resilient bonds But breeze blew and birds soared Across the line, to the ponds They demonstrate and we compete We discern, we are way better The border still has the heat But hearts have an identical patter Culture divided, laws are different Nothing can ever be drawn same Dusks periodic, seasons recurrent Across border, is just a nation’s name

In Orion Arm of the Milky Way Galaxy, rotates on its axis, the eternal Blue Beauty! Creating the infinite days and night, revolving to seasons in the deadliest plight !! Selflessly consenting life to respire, for ones who destruct and those who aspire, to dig through the trench to her deepest core, to placate the ravenousness of gliding soar! Charred in Sun and enlightened in Moon, allowed the legacy to be harvested by goons! Weary of fighting an endless brawl protected her being by baring it all From somber pleadings to roars aloud, beneath Mariana and beyond the clouds! Save the blue, and save the greens, save those yellows and browns serene Or you will only be left in hand, a lifeless, scorched, barren land! With only the sorrows and sheer dearth, Wake up now, “Save the Earth”

Paradise, the word is lingering in the hearts of  all Is there any paradise  is what arises in the minds of all The conception about Paradise maybe  imaginative or relative to  Truth.  Hitherto no traveler has returned from paradise to recount the heavenly bliss  Let it be a choice, what you think so you become. Don't think of going in search of paradise Paradise is nowhere but in you It is the  thinking   that makes a paradise for you A happy home built with blocks of love seems to be a paradise  The scene of kids giggling with laughter running towards you is indeed a paradise. Seeing the birds singing and chirping in the backyard is too a paradise Sitting by the side of a beautiful and gracious  wife is too heavenly The way you  find  worth in living is too  a paradise Doing service to see a smile in the faces of the needy seems to be a paradise. Often I feel like a fallen angel from the paradise Sometimes I may feel forlorn Th

अबीर गुलाल मोहे कुछ न भाए टेसू पलाश जी भर अब सताए नयनों में कारे बदरा हैं छाए फागुन आया, संग तुम न आए रंगों से जाकर यह कह दो कुछ और रंगें, यूं न तड़पाएं तिल-तिल जलते बीता हर इक पल मौसम बदले,युग बीते ही जाएं   सतरंगी ओढ़नी पहन कर जब कायनात बड़ा कहर है ढाए बागों में कोयल की कूक से विरह की हूक ही पड़े सुनाई आ भी जाओ इस होली पर अपने ही रंग में डालो रंग  तड़प रही कब से मैं प्यासी  भीग जाऊं अपने पिया के संग  लाल गुलाल लगा तन मन पर  ऐसा कर दो तुम मोहे निहाल   रंग चढ़ा फिर कभी न उतरे  इस जोगन का यूं करो सिंगार..

 बीत गए ना जाने सावन कितने एक अधूरी आस में  तोड़ कर बिखेर दिया हमें तेरी जु दाई के एहसास ने  नज़रें ढूँढती रही तुम्हें फ़ि ज़ा में फैले हुए हर रंग में  रंगते थे गुलाबी तुम मुझे जब हु आ करते थे हम संग में  रंगों से भरते थे ज़िंदगी हमारी  हर दिन तब होली थी  निकल जाएँ जिस रास्ते से लगता था मस्तानों की टोली थी  साथ में थे तुम तो रंगों के मा यने ही कुछ और थे  हर दिन एक नया त्योहार , वो भी  अनोखे दौर थे  तेरे जाने के बाद भी हर होली पर  आसमान रंगते दिखा है  पर बिन तेरे अब हर होली सूनी और  हर रंग फीका है वक़्त बीत गया और होली एक बार फि र नए ख़्वाब लेकर आ गयी  हर तरफ़ उल्लास और ख़ुशियों की  बदरा छा गई  इश्क़ का कहीं लाल तो कहीं ख़् वाबों का पीला रंग छाया है हरियाली को चीरता हुआ नीला रंग  ना जाने कहाँ से चला आया है  तुमने हमेशा चाहा कि मेरे जहाँ  में हर रंग का बसेरा हो  डूब जाए सूरज भले ही, पर हर दिन  नया सवेरा हो  तेरी ख़ुशी की ख़ातिर जीना है ह में तेरी ख़ूबसूरत यादों में  बिता देंगे ज़िंदगी तनहा सही ,  खो कर तुझसे किए वादों में  बस यही स

लाल पीले हरे गुलाबी है रंगबिरंगे गुलाल ये गुलाल अब कर रहें हैं मुझसे कई सवाल बिखर रहें  फर्श पर करते बेतरतीब सी बातें चूर अहम में धुले हुए  ,लिए रंगों की सौगातें प्रेम रंगों से रंगी रहती, थीं रंगीन जो दुनियाँ जाने कहाँ खो गयी है वह भोर ,वह गलियाँ रंग बदलती दुनियाँ ने यूँ बदली चाल जमाने की   गुलाल ले नफ़रत का हम खेलें होली स्वार्थ की गोली बंदूक  बारूद ने ली अपनी जगह बनाई छोड़ पिचकारी मानव ने अपनी सुध बुध गवाईं शायद तुमको मज़ा न आए इस बेरंग कहानी में खो गया है मुल्क मेरा न जाने किस रवानी में चारों तरफ़ बिखरा हुआ सना हुआ रंग लाल है दिल मेरा घबरा रहा न जाने क्यूँ ये मलाल है दया प्रेम के पर्व में लग रही मानो ठिठौली है घर दुकान जला कर मना रहे हम होली है चींख चींख कर गूंज रहा है यह नीला आसमान मेरे देश में खो गयी है इंसानियत की पहचान बंद करो अब बस करो यह चर्चा फ़िलहाल दफ़न कर रंजिशें, फैलाओ प्रेम का गुलाल एक कदम बस तुम चलो एक कदम चले हम मिलकर मनाएं होली ईद आओ बढ़ाए कदम

“The gold may lose its glitter and grace  The ring may lose its radiance  But my love for you will remain beyond the realms of age!” With these words, he slipped a paper ring  The night breeze blew past them tantalizing  Night shone brighter than ever, with millions of stars twinkling! He said apologetically, he has nothing much to offer No platinum, diamond, gold or silver for her love written all over it he held the ring made of paper! Things would change for better someday, she knew The Sun would shine bright, her world bathed in the golden hue Her heart swelled at his love so pure as morning dew! His hard work started paying off as he kept climbing up His ambition to reach the stars he moved up and up She missed all his boyish chatter amidst his growing up! Slowly their talks drifted from small things to big gains They no more walked hand in hand in the cramped by-lanes  A cappuccino, false glittering ceilings, she felt a subdued pain! He would now drive her round the city soakin

Let us take a fistful of stardust And sprinkle it all around. Let it swirl in the breeze And light up the darkness Before it settles in nooks Where hunger lurks. Let it flow around Languidly, tripping over Pebbles of pain, That slowly slink away. Let it seep into souls, Soaking each pore With undiluted love. Let it fill hearts With droplets of hope. Paradise isn't an island beyond. It is a plethora of patterns We make On an untouched canvas. Come, shall we sprinkle some stardust?

I heard it again: that little whisper Of a promise flitting past on tiptoes - Like the first flush of dawn That trails behind the sulky darkness. It kindled just enough faith To draw upon the last Dredges of strength, To break down the walls Of pain caving in. And then it happened : The first lusty cry That had ever so often Echoed in my dreams. That day, I felt the magic of New life emerging from me. That day I learned that Somewhere, interwoven with The threads of life Are little strands of magic.

  When a minuscule virus creates havoc, slaving slaying, snuffing out    But life still insistent, adamant, bursts forth, emerges, births ‘n sprouts   It becomes  magical, pure  ‘n simple yet tough and tenacious, beyond any doubts       In the times of social distance, when contact is rejected,  repelled ‘ n damned    But a healer finds it in his heart to touch, heal salve, lend a helping hand   bruised broken ‘n wounded yet reviving ‘n  calm, Life  is magical, I understand        When all plans come to a standstill, hustle-bustle, rush ‘n haste stirs to a slow   Amidst tumult ‘n chaos, tallying the blessings your gratitude lingers, persists ‘n grows   Inert ‘n static yet  burgeoning ‘ n thriving, it’s all life’s magic, for you to see ‘n know       In a deluge of misery, dolor, death ‘n despair, shudder,  panic ‘ n gloom   a child fancies, makes up, dreams on, immune impervious to the notions of the doom   Alarmed, timid ye

होली   के   इस   अवसर   पर , हाल   हुआ   बेहाल , धूम मची चारों तरफ़,उड़ता रंग गुलाल। होली का गुलाल फिर से,प्रेम और ख़ुशियाँ बरसे, सजनी को साजन भी तरसे,भाग रहीं सखियाँ डर से। माथे और गालों पर,मले प्रीत का रंग, नाचती और इठलाती,पीकर प्रेम का भंग। वादियाँ हैं गूँज रहीं, गाते सब होली गीत, इंतज़ार अब और नहीं,मिल जाओ मनमीत। रंगों का ये ऐसा पर्व,भूले सब रंज मलाल, दिल से दिल ऐसे मिले,सब हो गए मालामाल। कुछ मीठी यादें आ घिरीं,अमरायी की छांव, हुड़दंग मचाते बचपन की,दबे दबे से पाँव। सबों के चेहरे पे है आज,ख़ुशी की ऐसी धार, मन पुलकित हो उठा सभी का,ऐसा ये त्योहार। लाल, हरा, नीला,पीला,मौसम खिला वसन्त, बिखरी होली की मस्ती, ख़ुशियाँ घोर अनन्त। पर इस वर्ष होली पे,कुछ ऐसे उठे सवाल, खेली ख़ून की होली,हुई धरती सुर्ख़ लाल। होली के इस पावन पर्व, रंग हुआ बेरंग, मानवता को डस गया ,मनुष्य रूपी भुजंग।

There is a strange silence Quietly wolfing down The playful chatter of a world That sang with the birds last month. There is a strange silence That raises its head Each time the numbers are quoted Of warriors who fall before The killer stalking the earth. And yet, as voices speak Through the screens before us, And fears crystallize into Little fist-size rocks That hurtle against our ribs, Hope whispers a little song. The masked angels, it says, Will one day, lift their weary heads, Throw off their gloves And step out of the white citadels To proclaim victory.

You call me a pandemic, abstruse ‘n arcane obstinate ‘n oriental, difficult to understand,   Let me unravel, I am your replica, a ditto, a double, a facsimile, I  ain’t  somebody grand,         I was once a baby, raucous ‘n rambunctious, impatient ‘n impulsive, spirited ‘n wild,   Like the imprudent parent, you didn’t pay attention, you just simpered ‘n smiled,       I then grew up into a fanatic, zealous youth, vicious ‘n vile, reckless, delirious ‘n distraught, dabbling into danger,   Hesitant ‘n unsure I snuffed, willing to stall ‘n stand, your perceptive prehension would’ve been the game-changer        You bungled, I evolved into my grandiose gorgeous glory, loose ‘n licentious, pompous ‘n proud,   A savage sadist I became, malevolent ‘n malicious, relishing, rejoicing in plowing the crowds      In your ignorance, crude callowness,  I thrive , bloom ‘n blossom, rise ‘n shine   You still decline to align, consign, combine ‘n con