Waiting room has no exit!

by Monika Dewan, posted in Life
Picture credits: unknown

Waiting?
Waiting for this?
Waiting for that?
Waiting to heal?
Waiting for deals?
Waiting for right time?
Waiting to have money?
Waiting to live dreams?
Waiting for attention?
Waiting for affection?
Waiting to be heard?
Waiting to be seen?
Waiting for those validation,
That feed the esteem?
Waiting for new things?
Waiting for favourable outcomes?
Waiting for a new experience?
Waiting for a person to change?
Waiting turns to comfort zone?
Nothing other than now exists.
In waiting, living, did we quit?
Unless awareness hits-
This waiting room has no exit!

And, then… It rained!

by Monika Dewan, posted in Life
Clouds heaved and it rained!

There flew, few dragonflies,
In my tummy, what? butterflies?
Atmospheric haze inducing petrichor,
Senses hightened, without alcohol,
Oh! There it goes! Fluttering besides-
Oh! It left my sleeve, chasing again,
This disobedient,
Re-furbished, (Re-) Mended heart!
Oh the butterflies…
Colourful, blindsided, innocent!
Untamed!
And then, It rained!

Broken?!?!

by Monika Dewan, posted in Life
Broken shackles ⛓️

Broken?
Broken bones?
Broken dreams?
Broken heart?
Broken trust?
Broken home?
Broken what???
Oh! Broken…
Broken pen,
Broken words,
Broken poetry,
Broken values?
Broken curse!
Broken patterns!
Broken bonds!!!
Yeah, broken, yet strong!!!

रुक जाना नहीं तू कहीं हारके!

by Monika Dewan, posted in Life
Born free!

रुक जाना नहीं तू कहीं हारके…!
Stop, please don’t persuade me!
I won’t participate in this mockery!
I am defiant, still a rebel!
It’s merely, a glimpse of my insanity.
You can’t deal with its intensity!
My wrath can eradicate your injustice.
And yet, all I do is- pray for humanity.
My heart overflows with empathy.
For that makes me – me!
Whether or not you agree!
Yes, above everything else I choose my sanity.
Finally! I understand that I have a choice!
Don’t you try to convince me otherwise!
For tides fall, and then  they rise,
And its darkest before the dawn.
Today was tomorrow yesterday,
And soon will be gone!
Trust the divine spark within,
Nothing, nothing ever will go wrong.
क्योंकि,
कांटो पे चलके, मिलेंगे साए बहार के,
रुक जाना नहीं, तू कहीं हारके…!

याद बहुत आती हो, मां

by Monika Dewan, posted in Life
याद बहुत आती हो, मां

जब दर्द हदसे बड़ जाता है,
याद बहुत आती है, मां
पैंतालिस हो यां नब्बे,
ताउम्र याद आती है, मां
सामने होती थी तो,कौनसे,
पहाड़ उखाड़ लेती वो?
नाज़ुक,पर मेरी ताकत थी, मां!
तेरे चूरमें के स्वादको, तरस्ती हूं अब,
दाल-चावल में कभी होती थी, मेरी दावत,
ढूंढती हूं जो सकून, जहां में,
सिमटा था तेरी कहानियों में, मां
यह ज़िंदगी सत्ताती है, तो,
याद बहुत आती हो, मां
क्योंकि, पास नहीं- तुम,
यूं एक एहसास हो, मां,
कुछ यादें, कुछ किस्से,
मेरे कुछ जज़्बात हो, मां!