Khayyaal!

[aarya]

(I have attempted to write these words in free style of poetry,

Please read it in the context of one trying to settle a battle within oneself on having a thought process different to ones conduct. And somewhere along the line the one in context is unable to determine whether to identify herself with her thoughts, which she considers her very own and her very essence, or , to identify herself with her conduct which actually is her garb to present herself to the world.

I hope all can identify with this thought process ……

Kindly state your suggestions/opinions, they shall help me mould my writing for the best)


Khayyaal!


Aapnie khayyaal sambhalun tau,
Khud bikhar jati hun maie.

Khud ko jo sambhalun tau,
Sochti hun kya hun maie.( Khayyalon ke bina)

Dhoondti hun koi rasta,
Dono jisme rahaien sada.
Eak se milkar rahain sada,
Phir bhi ho unpar pehra.


Easa na koi rasta hai,
Na hai koi mod mila.

Jispar ruk kar kehe sakun
Ye mai hun aur ye hain mere duniyan.

Bahut samjhane ki koshish karti hun maie apne aap ko,
Samajh nahin pati kaise pehechanu apne aap ko.

Samajh nahin pati kaise pehechanun apne aap ko…….

Khayyaal mere khayyaal hain,
Kya yahin hain meri vastavikta.

Ya phir,

Vo jo is duniyan main dhalne ke liye libas hai,
Vo hai meri asliyat?