Decision to write again...

I don't remember when I wrote something last... in this mechanical life, things of intellectual value now seem to elude me or should I say, ignore me. This transition from ardent poet to ardent programmer happened so fast that I could hardly even realize that it happened! But then again, I have been trying to convince me for some time that I still have it in me... It might be just a belief which I am entertaining in my head or it might be true that I have still got it.. but whatever the case may be, its equally true that it has been long when I wrote last... I wish writing was like wine, (I know it for a fact that poetry and writings are but not so sure about the art itself) which could become more desirable with time.. but whatever it is, i am happy that I have decided to write, or at least read again...

Well nevertheless, here is something which i scribbled on my organizer during one of my those "lonely" travel...

Ishq ki zid kar baitha hai dil aaj ki shab,
Koi to mehsoos kare iski khalish aaj yaa rab...

Rote rahe ham hizr me mushtaaq bane,
Bezaar hue baithe hain jo, wo aayenge kab...

Khaton ka har zarf geela hai mere ashqon se,
Unke jwaab ke do lafz hum paayenge kab...

Roye, cheekhe yaa chaahe jo bhi apna haal kare,
Shama ki tapish numayan hogi partav-e-khur aayenge jab!

The adamant heart is insisting on falling in love tonight,
Someone at least, should feel its pinch today oh lord...

Crying is all what I did while being a suitor of love left in separation,
When would they come who are sitting ignorant of me and my love...

Every inch of the letters are wet with my tears,
When will I find those two words of their reply...

Cry, shout or make anything out of its existence...
The candle put to flames would find peace, when rays of sun would hit...