एक सवाल

लहरें सी दौड़ रहीं हैं मन में

छूना चाहती हैं किनारा।

तुम पूछोगे, "कौन रोक रहा?"

जवाब नहीं है मेरे मन में।

समाज की बेड़ियाँ मैं जानूँ ना

पर कोई तो है जो रोक रहा

सवाल पूछने से ही मिलेंगे जवाब

पूछो अपने मन से।

A Creation

The pen glides as the sailboat does
 on the smooth waters of the ocean;
words dance, punctuation marks prance
at the right places marked by the artist.

The ocean is endless like the blank pages
 on which the artist continues
with her embellished words and phrases;
she sways her pen and opens up her eyes
to many emotions, she had hidden
in her hijaab for seasons.

The emotions flow, the face uncovers
and here she stands to row the boat
as she is the artist of her own creation.

Picture Credit- Shaista Dhanda

Who am I

Who am I ?

Am I the one talking to you with a smile?

Am I the one who is thinking about the sweet and sour moments of the past?

Am I the one who is flying high in her own thoughts?

Am I the one who dreams all day long?

Am I the one who makes mistakes?

Am I the one who hesitates to pick up the pen?

Am I the one who cries alone?

Am I the one who falls and rises?

Am I the Phoenix or Ozymandias?

Am I a poem or a prose?

Am I the musical beats you hear all night?

Am I the rain drops that soothe the sweaty beings waiting for long?

Who am I?