बाहत देर कर दी मैने आने में

September 29, 2019 in शेर-ओ-शायरी

बाहत देर कर दी मैने आने में
जरा भी वक्त न लगाया तुमने जाने में
खुशनसीबी है कि वो आये तो सही
प्यार जताया तो सही अनजाने में

बहुत दिनों बाद

June 27, 2019 in शेर-ओ-शायरी

बहुत दिनों बाद सावन के द्वार आया
पहले की तरह इसको अपना ही पाया
सभी कवि लोगों को नमस्कार है
सावन की आयी जो बहार है

वो जो हमसे नाराज बैठे है (Poetry on Picture Contest)

February 8, 2016 in हिन्दी-उर्दू कविता

वो जो हमसे नाराज बैठे है
नजरों को हमसे हरबार फ़ैर लेते है
लौट आती है सदाएं हमारी हर दफ़ा
क्यों जानकर हमारी जान लेते है

अब तो भूलने की कोशिशों की भी यादें बन गयी है

November 22, 2015 in शेर-ओ-शायरी

कई दफ़ा की कोशिश भूल जाने की उन्हे
अब तो भूलने की कोशिशों की भी
यादें बन गयी है|

I died

November 17, 2015 in English Poetry

Silence is great metaphor for death

No word, no whisper,

No beats, no air.

All is same.

Loneliness is great  metaphor for silence.

I’m alone.

I died.

इक लौ थी

November 8, 2015 in हिन्दी-उर्दू कविता

इक लौ थी जो जलती रहती थी
करती थी रोशन अंधेरों को
इक आफ़ताब आया कहीं से
औ निगल गया उसे
छोड गया अंधेरे में दुनिया को


October 26, 2015 in English Poetry

‘When I couldn’t see you,

my world goes blue

a silent sound is all I hear

within that dusk, that’s true.


I wonder sometime,

if I could ever complete you,

As somewhere deep within me,

your picture lying undrew.


You promised to be mine

till that last breath,

Still, you faded away in this way

for me, its like adopting a living death.


My eyes looked for you

within those haunting spaces,

At last I found none,

except those dreadful faces.


I remember those words

which were your last,

Want to relive our memoirs again

before the same stands past.


Within that abnormal silence,

I am tracing your laughing echo

Although my winds of patience gone dry,

still sometimes, somehow they dares to blow.


Now my soul is burning

and emotion stands undress

falling short of words amidst,

thus turning numb and speechless…

A Rainy Day!

October 8, 2015 in English Poetry

Drops of rain,

And lot of pain.

A silent scream aloud

And a thundering cloud.

Unforgettable rainy day

When I lost everything in way.

Life Within A Life!

September 17, 2015 in English Poetry

Neither a myth nor a lie, 
A human within a human is where, 
The God’s magical impression imply

How does it start, where does it end
Let there those organs accumulate, 
Within thy mother’s body, together it forms n mend

Heart comes first, like a dot beating high
That’s how the life begun, 
Into a life, apparently comply.

Within it sprout, within it grew
the life evolved beautifully, 
By the God’s brush, when he ought to drew

The life being finally, forcefully expel
out from that life bearer’s pain, 
As if a pearl forcing desperately out, from a tender shell

Life within a life, 
Is like a magical journey together.
Where one life travels, being driven by another

-unboundmohit © 


August 9, 2015 in English Poetry

People talk of god, it may seems true
But I haven’t seen him, even within that nature’s hue

When I woke up in this world, which was full of blue
I saw my own god there…oh ‘Mother’ it’s you.

You passed sleepless nights, to ensure my silent sleep
You took colossal pains for me, and does not ever weep.

You teach me how to walk, in this world full of snag
And turned a human out of me, even within that pessimistic drag

I am not worried like others, to meet that invisible god, 
As I’d already met you, while my life’s pendulum nod.

Now it’s fairly impossible for me, to derive your existence’s worth
thus I pray to that invisible for you, to be my mother even upon my rebirth.

Love you mom… 

Where Am I Going…

August 9, 2015 in English Poetry

‘On an undefined path

isolated thoughts are growing, 

I often ask this question to myself

that…Where am i going? 

I do own a bunch of relations, 

so do I have friends, 

still my heart seeks for those

who dissolve together like true blends.

this odd journey of mine

seems so long, 

I don’t know how my destiny takes me, 

where I belong.

the childhood dreams had gone

I don’t know where, 

yet trying hard to justify my existence, 

somewhere to be there.

that road is rough and dry, 

all I see is an endless horizon, 

the distance is yet to be covered, 

feeling helpless as this world is soaked in illusion.

My boat is battling a midst waves

and all that matters now is, how fast am I rowing, 

still wondering is it this a true path

where I am going…? 


July 31, 2015 in English Poetry

In search of an existence, 
that’d almost sublimed, 
the true meaning of my innerself 
is still to be defined.

don’t you be prejudice about me, 
atleast for this mankind
although I am colour, but for humanity’s sake 
its better to be a colourblind.

neither restrict me within those borders 
nor into your minds, 
just as yours, even my birth is possible, 
together when my blend got binds.

neither conclude any pessimistic implication of mine 
as it can’t be named, 
nor fill me in your pictures of hatred 
as the same couldn’t be framed.

do not search hatred, into my 
different hue and shades, 
recognize my true character 
before the colour of humanity fades.

I do not belong to any religion, 
nor I do own any race
I am boundless like that sky 
that do not have a defined face.

do not classify me into violent names, 
that cause mankind to extirpate
leave me with my unbound existence, 
before I appear as a reason to hate.

paint your hearts with me 
but not your discriminative minds, 
so what I am colour but for humanity’s sake 
its better to be a colourblind. 

A Boring Meeting!

July 28, 2015 in English Poetry

I am sitting 
with an empty mind
it seems here, 
nobody is enough kind.

Although they may have 
some informative rockets, 
but I still prefer to sit amid
keeping my both hands in pocket.

Like me, all are trying to catch
those endless speeches, 
Suddenly I realized, we all
certainly belongs to a same species.

Nobody is interested for sure, 
Thus somehow trying to resist
In order to absorb and digest, 
the insoluble and volatile day’s gist.

In this jungle of knowledge
those approximate lions are roaring, 
and I am like a fearless rat
feeling sluggish and boring…


Lost Within…

June 10, 2015 in English Poetry


A bit separate, but close we are
Stayed away, still not so far
Laugh alone, even cried hard
Being desperate, we stood apart

Some thought we’ve fallen,
Into a love of first sight
We told, we raised either,
Once when our heart, knocked from right

A dream to spare,
A gesture to share
Together with you, I can relive
My stubborn moments of despair

Thus the moment is caught when we,
Met lastly on a fine day
To begin our soulful journey amid,
To end that despairing delay

Our affectionate souls are melting
Into the warmth of ecstasy
My breath rhyming with yours
Heart beats merging within, being Poesy

Drowning deep within you,
I am searching down the lost me
So desperate to pluck the love fruit,
From our new life’s naïve tree

On an unknown road unseen
I am moving away, deep into blue
I am sure about, being least afraid
As my destination is with me, that’s you.

Emotions spurring amidst
Our introvert gaps are turning thin
Don’t know how, when and where
Certainly into each other, we’ve lost within!

A Dusky Girl…

June 10, 2015 in English Poetry

On her lips, she always carries
A joyful gesture, a curvy thing
She speaks less, listen more
And veil, a lot more things within

A dusky girl with her eyes awake,
Looks more real and less fake,
Sometime lost, well it is true
Looks as if, she won’t have a clue

Girls flaunts their beauty,
She flaunts her innocence
Girls seeks for sense of humor
She presents her humorous sense.

A nice human being
A friend so worthy,
A humble girl, who is
less sensitive and more sturdy.

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