बहुत है

इस शहर में, अंजान बहुत है,

कम है इंसान,मकान बहुत है,

खुद को ढूंढता हूँ मैं, फिरता,

उनको लगे, परेशान बहुत है,

बरसता सावन भी है तरसता,

ढूँढे भगवान, शैतान बहुत है,

बाँटें जो तन्हाई जी भर के,

हर दर ऐसी, दुकान बहुत है

भागते जा रहे है सब 'साथी',

अँधा होने में, शान बहुत है || Dr DV ||

Angst & Fate (Enclosed rhyme)

My life has become a satire,

Where the seeds cry,

The branches are dry,

An old and ugly attire,

Gloomy stars twinkle no more,

Sheer darkness prevails,

Oh! My life a jail,

Breathing, a hard chore,

Tormented wind of thoughts,

Vision drowned in the sea,

No greenery, no tree,

Minimal occupancy, maximum slots,

I’ve lost that cheerful tone,

Nothing drives me crazy,

Everything is so hazy,

How much should I moan,

If you think it’s about my state,

Oh lord! , shower some love,

Let your emotions, free as dove,

That was my pain’s angst and fate. 

Poem, Poet and Rhyme

The rain of desires, will wet our soul,

Dreadful path and meaningless goal,

A phoenix will rise through our unity,

We will travel whole life, like the trinity,

That day will be the ultimate dawn,

When you and I will together yawn,

And the breeze will melt the attire,

The actions will ignite the fire,

The timeless time will still poke,

Try to hold us back, try to choke,

But the playful mood will remain,

Holding us together in that terrain,

And then we will become eternal,

No guesses of maternal or paternal,

Just you, me and the timeless time,

A poet, a poem and a rhyme.