Bas ek tasvir ki chahat liye...

Dil mein dastak de rahi hai woh

Na jaane kyon

Apna sa lag rahi woh

Kya bayaan karun

Hale dil hai jo

Bas ek tasvir ki chahat liye

Deedar ko taras raha hai woh

Chand lamhe bhi sadiyaan lage

Tere aane ki aarzoo mein

Aur ek tu hai

Ki tujhe meri

Is tadap ki khabar tak nahi

       - by Vikas Sharan

My Morning's Delight

My morning’s delight

For days you haven’t been

The effect is somber

I wake up tired, bloodshot eyes

A gush of air, across my face

Fails to drive you away

And I remember you

Conceited woman, wanton love

Futile desire, I mull over

Your treachery, albeit with no anger

Though gone, you are just at the turn

The play is stupidity, my princess

No more you can run

Luxury, worldly pleasure

You desire lavish affairs

But everything comes for a price

There is no remembrance

Of kisses we shared, the way we loved

Though I clearly remember the beginning

Of the end that was

My morning’s delight

For days you haven’t been

Darkness within, morning’s delight

For no more you will ever be

the posibilities...

I dwell on the possibilities

Of adventure that you bring to me

Allowing me the belief

Of being a superior man

The lover who could thrill

Make you weak in your knees

A man with strength to ward off

Any unseen worldly plot

You make me believe

In my immense power

That is but not known to me

I crave the excitement

That surrounds you

And I simply love you

For the reasons you make

Me love myself