O Fakira, Iss Safar Mein Ghar Kaha Dhunti Firti Ho?
Insaano Ke Jungle Mein, Ek Aur Musafir Ho Tum,
Bhool Gayi Apni Pehchaan?
Kitne Aaye Kitne Gaye, Kitne Aenge aur Jaenge
Tum Aye Ho Toh Tum Bhi Jaogi.
Iss Safar Mein Ghar Kyun Dhundti Ho?
Tum Kaha Waha Rehne Wali Ho.
~ Suranya
You and I often meet where the night meets the morning
You enlighten my darkness with Your ray of hope.
And I wake from my slumber of unawareness
Your consciousness plays in my subconscious.
I hold on to You like the wind tries to pick sand in the desert
In Vain.
I feel You near until day breaks.
And You slip away slowly.
I wake up with a feeling of emptiness and longing.
Until I see you again, in my dreams
When the darkness engulfs and silence reigns.
~ Suranya
Summer is here. The leaves are still. The air is suffocating to breathe. The earth had been scorching with the heat, and the leaves had withered away in the burning light of the sun. The birds had long gone home. It is then that the breeze turns cool. The wind gushes and turns cooler. And like a whirlpool, the Storm dances her way into the city. People rush to close their doors and windows.
The rebellious Storm can do them harm. Break their glass houses. Perhaps blow away some precious things. People are never ready for rebels. Be it the Storm herself. She picks up speed and music. And prances around in the beat and rhythm of the drums of the clouds.
The lightning is her spotlight to glory. She unties her long black hair and lets it sweep across the earth. Brushing away the dirt. Making it enter homes. Perhaps that's how people will learn to clean up their own mess. She smiles.
Only Nature enjoys her dance. The trees sway in rhythm to her body, and the leaves rustle like the music of a flute. Her ornaments are the red clouds.
Her smile, the thunder in it. She twirls, she grooves, and she ends the show in happy tears. Tears of freedom. Of waiting and happiness. Her tears soak the earth. Unlike people, Nature opens her arms to the rebellion. For she knows her daughter is a part of her. Without rebellions, changes are impossible. The smell of the earth makes the Storm smile. Her mother appreciates her. Even when society closes its door to this side of her. She stops dancing. Until next time.
One by one the dreamy stars in the sky disappear
The beam of the moon fades away into the reality of blue hues
Then I wonder what is real?
The blue that covers the morning sky
Often in the brightest light,
Fails to make the vastness of the Universe
Visible before us?
Or the dark-skinned nights, real, raw and full of stars.
That blink at us, from light-years away
Reminding us of how mere our existence actually is.
~ Suranya
There is always this song in play.
That tells our tale in the strangest way.
The kind of song whose lyrics speak,
In our head, like music in the background.
The song that perhaps reminds you of me,
In ways you can never relate it to any:
That song that comes on the radio set
Makes you stop and stare till you get
You had been humming along
With the lyrics so long.
And a smile had curved your lips,
While your heart made a tiny leap;
Sometimes the universe
Gifts us our moments,
In art, like bits and pieces of heaven:
So, if we ever have a story to tell,
Remember, we have a song as well!
~ Suranya
Aisi Kaise Kisi Ke Liye Khud Ko Kho Doon?
Abhi Abhi Toh Mili Hoon, Khudse Aur Khuda Se.
Kaise Insaano Ke Liye Rab Ko Kho Doon?
Rab Ka Sath, Uska Mehr, Zindagi Ke Manzil Jo Hai.
~ Suranya
Sleepless nights
Restless mind,
Heartbeats racing
Expectations soaring
Parents to be made proud,
Marks to be told aloud,
A future to be paraded,
Relatives are to be pleased.
And amidst those numbers,
Rat race growing stronger,
Disappointment and anger
Some dreams lie forgotten
Like the guitar in a corner.
© Suranya
A part of you dies every day, a new you is born.
A soul evolves in the imprisonment of a body
Waiting to be released from bondage.
Set free from worldly pleasures and approvals
Of forced and fake relationships
That suffocates the soul inside you.
~ Suranya
What has the moon decided to tell the wind today
That it gushes around me in such a merry dance?
I sit down on the open roof, carelessly with a smile.
Once again, it is night, a time to feel You near me.
A time for musing.
The wind frolics around me like a child at play,
Tossing my open hair around as I shiver a little
I hug my knees as though I would hug You.
I grasp in vain, trying to catch the wind and decipher its words.
Perhaps Your thoughts that the moon once witnessed
The wind brings to me today.
I grow restless to feel you near me,
For I know, the moon and the wind know no time or tide.
Eras and centuries are not for the eternal universe.
The darkness is gone now, the moon reveals herself from the cloud.
The moonlight makes my tears look like
Dazzling droplets of diamonds tonight.
For tonight I feel you near me, yet so far
Like my soul is complete yet void.
Tonight I am drenched in the moonlight
In my thirst for your soul.
Yet the moonbeam cannot quench my thirst
For it is the knowledge that I seek
And knowledge this world has none.
Of Souls and Boundless Universe
Chaos and Order.
Poetry and Stories.
Chivalry and Love.
This world only knows war and weapons.
Irony perhaps, that You my warrior,
Taught me things about Love.
~ Suranya
"Healer" " cried the heartbroken
"Feelings" blushed the lover.
"Passion", smiled the singer.
"Hope" beamed the dreamer.
"Money", said the beggar.
~ Suranya
Tonight, the moon is my spotlight
The twinkling stars are my audience
And you are my Muse.
The stage is set for the storyteller.
Tonight, I tell our tale, whisper it to the winds.
That perhaps carries it to the sky,
While the night withers away into dawn.
~Suranya
Is that You I hear so near me? Is it Your silhouette I see moving?
Across the lake, atop the hills? Are You for real, warrior knight?
My muse and purpose? Did I actually feel You? In flesh and blood?
Did I manage to travel back to You, in Your era?
I go back again and again, to the same place
Where the wind whispers your words to my ears
My cheeks glow red and my eyes teary
And suddenly the dream breaks, in completeness I smile
And await nightfall again, for You to be Mine.
~ Suranya
