The Moment is here…

The moment is here...
A moment so mottled
A moment of feelings
A moment together
A moment to part
A moment of wet smile
A moment to last
A moment to move
A moment to look
A moment to give
A moment to take
A moment of wishes
A moment of good-byes & kisses
A moment like gem
A moment to shine

A moment not just ‘A’ Moment
A moment is ‘THE’ Moment

A moment as step in the future
A moment musing the past

The moment is here...
-Tushar

A response to Fizz's poem

Vinay wrote his first poem as
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YOU OWE ME YOU
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Your Eyes owe something to me
Let them see me........
Your Ears owe something to me
Let them hear my song........
Your Heart owe something to me
Let it beat little harder for me........
Your Touch owe something to me
Let it feel me........
Your Kiss owe something to me
Let it kill me........
Your Soul owe something to me
Let it love me........

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MY response...funny one( atleast I felt that ways )
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Why I owe you something
Why I should hear you sing
Why my lips are your kiss
Why my heart does not miss
Why you feel you have a flick
Why can't u get "U are sick"
:-)
whatever...these would have been a reply to this...
but the fact ...U rock in poems also...I have a competitor ... :-)

-Tushar

A Tear...

A tear just came
a state I frame
it was same small drop
felt different at every stop

sometime was silent love
at times the hate I shove
in moments just fleet
for time not as sleek

In due when we part
when meet and spark
stepping in paused wait
falling with whispering fate

some in flash of rain
little went just in vain
few smiled for jiffy gain
couple dried for soothing pain

a pearl that is mine
a bit sour but not wine
a gem for unspoken all
a sign that just not fall

A tear just came
a state I frame
it was same small drop
felt different at every stop
-Tushar

Oh Lord !

Oh Lord !
Its tough to smile
with the very 'US'
when they have
a piece of cake
when you have
nothing to bake
when life just smile
from far in their eyes
when the holding hands
just slip and part away
when the dreams drop
lightning their way
when you are empty
cannot do a thing
not a task
u do not complete
the poem
leave it in its way
as lone as you
as screaming silently
but wishes that u hope
to be true...
You wait
as your poem
to get something
to be added
to be complete
to get a form...
but again
they go
but again
no words just flow...
a news to break
just breaks you
they smile and leave...happy
you smile and stand ...hoping... ... ... ... ... ...
-Tushar

when u want to say so much ...

when u want to say so much
when words will not utter
when the feelings are all there
when the silence just suffer
when u lone crave for company
when the sight seems tougher
when moments are nostalgic
when present does not buffer
when all shared is not common
when u again feel to be stranger

Just move to the one
Just move with the love
Just the smile on the face
Just a hiccup but the pace
Just a normal generic chat
Just a warm hand on head
Just plan to shed the past
Just remember the went laugh

U will be fine
all will again shine

just a simple act
break the silence and react
same will be the world again
a new life with U no bargain
-Tushar

Birthday afterall...

days after days, months after months
moving ahead on life road,
making years as those cherished milestones
Am again to create one more and planning for more
advent of life is past , but journey is on
but today is special as epoch back
gave me chance to move fast on the current track.
voyage has been a waterfall,
so I'll enjoy the flow
asIt's B'day afterall
-Tushar

drop..A...drop...

A drop is a drop till its not dropped
when it drops on the cheeks
its more than just words so meek
it is the drop of faith
it is the drop of love
it is the drop of trust
it is the drop ...
so let not make that drop
so that we will also not drop
the exists a drop in eyes
but there drop seems so wise
-Tushar

random mind...

I always felt I could write
all feelings in words I can recite
have done it many times in past
sentences turning to story was fast
those were when I wanted to
create something to be looked to
some thoughts random as wave
few moments I cared to save
there was smile, there was light
there were tears , there was fight
some stories of friends I tried
with my art, added spice, they were fried
little of desired in tacit were framed
some sparks in eyes I always craved
all came out so fluently as rain
felt like new friends in life gain
all were mine, whether poetry or prose
they all shine, felt calm getting them close
but there was a frame a sequence in all
something felt something cared and recalled
but now sitting in silence just typing
stating vacuum mind's prototyping
just wanted to capture the zero state
to kill time and not to get frustrate
don't know how much I succussed
who cares ! got an answer to be processed
I always felt I could write
yes, I just wrote something not to recite
But I did , without the view
got a picture to preview
a story of random sleepy mind
a state which is closed, nothing to find
time to time to a state we travel
time just time, with nothing to unravel
-Tushar

A year...

A new day
A new voice
A molding clay
A new choice

The laughter of past
The road to future
The joys so fast
The memories to nurture

A new milestone
A new walk
Some diamonds some stones
Some gone talk

More years are gone
More enough to come
So many to wish now
So many more to come

Just a wish from my side
To make your smile more wide
The happiness whether large or small
Be yours from start to all
-Tushar

Why ? ...

why sleeping alone is no pain
why sitting with you is no gain

why lonely office looks mine
why gathering feels rotten wine

why I don't crave to seek laughter
why the voice just is to shatter

why I feel I rolled down tears
why words just choke and fear

why I devoted and waited
why the smile have faded

why the world makes me shame
why my loneliness only tame

why the HCF was left is middle
why life seems an unsolved riddle

why I burden ur guilt and my act
why u silent, no words to react

why is U are here and U are not
why I want to hug but can not
-Tushar

Solitude...

Solitude is so lonely
Solitude is so lovely

it is the time for me
it is the time to see

to wander and look
to read my own book

a long silence talk
a cool yet warm walk

making the sky your limit
making the horizon to summit

moving at serene pace
moving to meet your face

taking steps to path you choose
taking out worries as no time to loose

the breeze so smooth to flow
the eyes just blink and glow

are no thoughts to share
are just hands to care

an odyssey in its way
an opera sung at bay

U see it all and none
U meet U the only one

Solitude is so lonely
Solitude is so lovely
-Tushar

sometime I stop ...

sometime I stop
wait and wonder
to be a person
I just ponder
then I fly
to farthest sky
breaking the limits
leaving the burden
and the sand
taking the smile
all in my hand
I find free
to be me
to be joy
not the very coy
light all over
mind so calm
no chain's pain
no soothing balm
just floating in air
with laughter's flair
a feeling so mine
as a twin
without a wine
I just love
I just smile
to meet the real I
as I always tried
I just sigh
with so much high
but this is sometimes
when I am me
this is sometimes
when I am free

sometime I stop
wait and wonder
to be a person
I just ponder
-Tushar

zindagi jee raha hoon do pehlu main ...

zindagi jee raha hoon do pehlu main

kabhie saath tere haqeqat main
kabhie saath tere khayaloo main

zindagi jee raha hoon yoon bekhaayli main

kabhie lamhoon ke rukne main
kabhie paloo ke bahne main

zindagi jee raha hoon anjaane main

kabhie pheghalte saanjh main
kabhie mahkte raag main

zindagi jee raha hoon is suroor main

kabhie chaand ki chaav main
Kabhie aanchal ke muskaan main

zindagi jee raha hoon do pehlu main
-Tushar

Just...

Just a fine drop of rain
Just a tiny leaf beauty
Just a small floating cloud
Just a cute bird chirping
Just a orange sun rising
Just a shooting star
Just a flute so far
Just a desert night-fall
Just a musical water fall
Just a moon blink
Just a child's wink
Just a mountain shade
Just a view so fade
Just a warming winter
Just a new as spring
Just a autumn devotion
Just a summer motion
Just a river turn
Just a tickling run
Just a holding hand
Just a friend
Just a little smile
Just a walk mile after mile

Just these small steps
Just these few moments
Just these unaccounted counts
Just these fleeting happiness

Just they make my day
Just they stand as LIFE
Just to live them all
Just to have you by my side
-Tushar

A parting time…

moments ago I was going
packing my bags for the Boeing
life was high, waiting for good-byes
on verge to fly, breathing the sighs
smile all over, hustle bustle here & there
hugs so warm friends so calm
trolleys moving like a train
bags like their passenger frame
so thrilled so excited so nervous so shy
for the ride which I always wanted to fly
counting the minutes to be second
leaving mine for fairy land
pushing the luggage to the GATE-2
with only dreams, parting the only few

tears roll down when I feel
can only meet them in reel
turn back I, for final good-bye
knowing, Is this for what I cry ?
moments now I will be gone
moments now I will be lone
in a large huge Boeing
just patting myself, saying let life going

moments now I will be gone
moments now I will be lone
-Tushar

Life takes a turn...

Life takes a turn
ice is what you feel
frozen are the feeling
words just cry
silence not speaking
tears just dry
sun sets never to rise
moon awake albeit all tries
birds stop singing
eyes stop blinking
trees just barren
no laugh no terrain

Life takes a turn
warmth in hands
feelings flying high
words never stop
as silence will speak
tears are happy
sun holding its charm
moon smiling shyly
birds with fun
dreams in eyes
love all around
world is mine
-Tushar

...hoon chala

Kuch khawab ki taabir dhoondhta hoon chala
nayi rahein nayi manzeloon ko paane hoon chala

jiya hoon tere saath, tere bina jeene hoon chala
us yaad ko samaan bana saath liye hoon chala

bahoot mara hoon teri yaad main,teri khusi paane hoon chala
tere lafz teri haansi se muskurata hoon chala

kaun saath hai kaun nahi, sab bhoolta hoon chala
to nahi to zamane ko thukrata hoon chala

dil roota hai, usse manata hoon chala
apne kal ko pyaar se sulaata hoon chala

khoya tha tujhme, khud se milne hoon chala
waqt ke mod pe bas kadam badata hoon chala

Kuch khawab ki taabir dhoondhta hoon chala
nayi rahein nayi manzeloon ko paane hoon chala
-Tushar

Can I ? Yes, I can...

Can I fly?
With no wings
Just a wish
That is too high

Can I sing?
With no words
But a bumping orchestra
Beating with heart

Can I dance?
With no steps
Just shaking legs
With joy and fun

Can I laugh?
With no jokes
Just mirror in front
Making faces as clown

Yes I can
Yes I can fly, sing, dance and laugh
With dreams in eyes and power inside
All can be done
All will be fine
With determination insight
With no inner fight
Smile on face
Bidding fear goodbye
I can, yes I can...
-Tushar

Losing ...

Lie down I
With wide open eyes
Roll down are dreams
Within silence screams
all hope just tear
loneliness only and all near
staring in vacuum
searching a thing to succumb
ahead is a road long
no steps nothing to long
rose and leaves are dry
desert heat left to cry
all night awake is moon
sun waiting for cloudless boon
land is brittle and broken
love has left and pain sunken
past is dead but talking
present is still but walking
future is distant not moving
threesome moment all but weeping

calling from far is the only one
dying inside is me, the left one
-Tushar

Who I am ?

Who I am ?
What I am ?
Is it what mirror says, or
Is it what world plays;
Is it holding one's flute, or
Is it dancing on theirs tune;
Is it what I write, or
Is it what they recite;
Is it what I set free, or
Is it what rules they agree;
Is it the sweet pink smile, or
Is it loads of burden that pile;
Is it the first drop of rain, or
Is it standing in shower in pain ;
Is it making dream come true, or
Is it living in world, virtually true;
Is it what I feel, or
Is it what they steal;
Is it who live moment slow, or
Is it who accelerate for a show;
Is it what I love, or
Is it what I am made to love ;

Who I am , What I am ?
as ME, which is I,
as ME, in world's eyes;
A puppet just shaking,
all strings tied and world mocking;
A wish lights,
to break the links,
making me, the I
with my own definition
neglecting all world's consideration
fly high as ME
as high as it can be
on a journey
to find I
on a journey
to meet ME;
-Tushar