Friday, September 15, 2017

Pain & Poetry


There is a pain hidden
In every poem that I write
And there is a poem hidden
In every pain that I feel...

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Saturday, August 12, 2017

Canyons Of Past


I am like a meandering river
That flows through
The canyons of my past.

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Wednesday, August 09, 2017

Drowning In Poetry



I would rather spill ink
Instead of tears
And drown in poetry

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Tuesday, August 01, 2017

Voice Of Silence


Amidst all the hustle and bustle around
I overheard today
The silence in the crowd 

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Friday, July 28, 2017

Memories - मैंने शायद तुम्हें पहले भी कहीं देखा है....


“Meine shayad tumhe pehle bhi kahin dekha hai…”  croons Mohammed Rafi softly in his melodious voice on the radio. I stop and stare at the radio. Waves of inexplicable nostalgia wash over me.  I haven’t heard this song in years and suddenly I am overcome with a torrent of memories. It is like a flashback of a different place and a different time.

Some songs when heard after a long, trigger such vivid memories that transport us back in time. They bring back emotions long buried beneath the debris of our everyday life. It is as if they are entwined with memories of certain people, places and seasons. Some songs bring a smile while others make us shed a tear quietly. Such is the power of songs and music.

What songs bring back emotions from your past ? Has a song ever caught you off guard and brought back a tidal wave of memories ?


Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Cloak of Anonymity


Leaving behind cacophony of life
I reach out and embrace peace, solitude
A welcome cloak of anonymity

© Copyright Renu Vyas



Thursday, July 20, 2017

Dear Time...



Dear time, stop for a while

Let me revel in my today

And with my past reconcile

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Closure


The fragments that you left behind

Of a once shared day-to-day life

I gather and store all bit by bit

Yet they still hurt like splinters in feet

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Saturday, July 15, 2017

New Beginnings


Standing quietly in the rain
Letting words wash off pages
Turning blank the book called "Me"
An urge to re-write life

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Sunday, May 28, 2017

कुछ सुन्दर यादें मेरे बचपन की ....

कुछ सुन्दर यादें मेरे बचपन की...



वो गर्मीयों की छुट्टियाँ। वो पानी छिड़क कर ठण्डी की हुई गर्म छत की सौंधी खुशबू, घर के सारे लोग और तारों की छाँव, वो रात का खाना छत पे खाना, खाने में मोगर रोटी और कैर के आचार का होना... खाटें लाइन में लगाना फिर देर रात तक फुसफुसा कर बातें करना। रेडियो पर हवा महल, बिनाका गीतमाला सुनना ।

वो गली के नुक्कड़ से चवन्नी का बर्फ लाकर शरबत बना कर पीना,
कोट पीस/चौकड़ी खेलना...किराये की साइकल को बारी बारी चलाना और वो साइकल की चेन का बार बार उतर जाना...

वो माँ/दादी का स्वेटर बुनते वक़्त पास बुला के नाप लेना, और दिवाली पे नए कपड़ो का आना..वो बड़े बुज़ुर्गों का पटाखों के हिस्से करना और वो एक एक पटाखे के लिए लड़ना झगड़ना ...

माँ का नारियल तेल को धूप में रखना और फिर सर में लगा के दो चोटी बनाना, बुआ का उस चोटी के लिए रंगीन रिबन लाना..

कुछ सुन्दर यादें मेरे बचपन की ....

Thursday, May 11, 2017

Happy Wedding Anniversary Dear Husband


Seeing your face first in the morning
And at the day's end, each night
Gives much warmth to my heart
And brings so much delight

You're my motivation and inspiration
And everything in between
You're the reason for my sun to shine
With you around I feel like a queen

You have not just been a husband
You've been my guide and friend
This beautiful life we share
I pray just never ends

You've supported me in all I wished
Without you I know not where I'd be
Your presence in my life
Completes and fulfills me

So thank you dear husband
For being my life's best part
I pray with all of my love
That we will never be apart

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Monday, May 01, 2017

Tick..Tock..Tick..Tock


Tick tock......tick tock…...
Ticks on my internal clock
Tick tock….tick tock……..
Nothing makes it stop

Tick tock…tick tock…
How annoying is the sound,
Tick tock…tick tock…
I wish time would turn around

Tick tock…tick tock…
Memories flash before my eyes
Tick tock…tick tock…
I wonder at how time flies   

Tick tock…tick tock…
It takes all my years and days
Tick tock…tick tock…
Hazy moments are all that stay

 Tick tock…tick tock…
Will I get to say a final goodbye
Tick tock…tick tock…
Or will I just fade away and die 

Tick tock…tick tock…
 I’ll remain a name in the past
Tick tock…tick tock…
A mere speck in a world so vast

Tick tock…..tick tock….
Ticks on my internal clock
Tick tock….tick tock…..
I just wish it would finally stop

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Saturday, February 04, 2017

Inner Voice



Listen to your inner voice
And do what it tells you they all said.
How do I explain to them
There lives a whole society in my head.

© Copyright Renu Vyas

जब कि तुझ बिन नहीं कोई मौजूद
फिर ये हंगामा ऐ ख़ुदा क्या है..

Mirza Ghalib

Friday, February 03, 2017

The Unwritten Postcards



All those places we visited
Through our conversations
And all the beautiful sights we saw
Through our shared dreams
I have a colourful postcard
For every place we’ve never been
Hundreds of postcards
And a few dozen unwritten letters
All stored away safely
In the dusty drawers of my mind
I take them out sometimes
And breathe in that smell of yours
Which was never there
To give myself a reason to breathe
As I imagine us once again
At all those places we never went
And to envelop myself 
In a comforting, yet false relief

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Saturday, January 28, 2017

What Is Your Fear ?



I am claustrophobic.

Claustrophobia is an anxiety disorder in which the sufferer has an irrational fear of having no escape or being closed-in. It frequently results in a panic attack and can be triggered by a lot of things.

It is not necessarily the small spaces that trigger the anxiety but the fear of what can happen to the person if confined to that area. Some things that trigger anxiety issues with me are:

Elevators, tunnels, basements or underground rooms and spaces, movie theatres, subway trains, hotel rooms with windows that do not open, public toilets and in some cases medical devices like MRI scanners etc.

It is not being in a small space that bothers me – it is being effectively trapped in that space that leaves me feeling breathless. I hate elevators. That terrifying moment between the elevator stopping and the doors opening feels like forever to me. I feel like I can't breathe when I am in an enclosed area. The fear of being enclosed or stuck up in any place with no easy escape triggers a panic attack in me. If I am in a room and there are too many people, I start to feel the beginnings of it. Crowded stores are one of the worst for me. I often have to step outside. Feeling held down or contained in any way triggers it instantly.

It is difficult for people without this affliction to even begin to understand this condition. There have been so many instances where I have been ridiculed when I take the stairs instead of the elevator or when I check the hotel room that I am to stay in for windows that open out to a balcony.

We all have a phobia or two in life. Some fear the water, others heights etc. but I feel we should be more tolerant towards those people.

What is your fear ?

Friday, January 27, 2017

Circle of Life



Life is a circle
We all eventually end up 
At the point we started from
Sometimes together
And sometimes alone
Sometimes In parts 
And other times as whole
Be it as dead
Or very much alive
But return we do
Eventually ending up
At the point we started from
Life is a circle

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Thursday, January 26, 2017

Perfect Synchronization



She lives alone
In her tower of Solitude
Speaking only in 
Soliloquy...
While I perform
Each and every day
In this meaningless act 
That we call life...
Each playing a game
Of hide and seek
With the other
Yet in perfect
Synchronization exist
My alter ego 
And I

© Copyright Renu Vyas

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Indifference



All those feelings that went unexpressed
All the words that were left unsaid
Desires that remained unfulfilled
All that we could have had
If not for your  
Indifference 

© Copyright Renu Vyas



अब तक दिल-ए-खुशफ़हम को हैं तुझ से उम्मीदें
ये आखिरी शम्में भी बुझाने के लिये आ...

रंजिश ही सही दिल ही दुखाने के लिए आ
आ फिर से मुझे छोड़ के जाने के लिये आ

(अहमद फ़राज़)



Saturday, January 07, 2017

All That Was Mine...




Where ever I may go in life
And whatever I may see;
The thought that always haunts me is
Do you still remember me ?

In all the crowds surrounding you
Do you search for my face ?
Though it never truly was beautiful
Nor held any poetic grace

Do you too ever hide some tears
And grieve for what we lost ?
Or do you ever sit and wonder
What your absence may have caused

Do you sift through memories
Of all the times we shared
Whenever you go by a temple
Do you offer for me a prayer ?

Do you look through the letters I wrote
And notice the words left unsaid
Or do those words hold no meaning to you
And the emotions already dead 

Do you miss the way I listened
To all you ever had to say
Or do you remember the urge you had
To hear me each night and day

 I wish you would return to me
Each emotion I shared with you
My dreams, my love, my every smile
So that I may forget you too  

© Copyright Renu Vyas

मेरा कुछ सामान तुम्हारे पास पड़ा है ... सावन के कुछ भीगे भीगे दिन रखे हैं
और मेरे एक खत में लिपटी रात पड़ी है....वो रात भुला दो, मेरा वो सामान लौटा दो .....



Monday, January 02, 2017

My Shadow



It follows me around
Day and night
Sometimes it is visible
Other times out of sight

A silent spectator
Of all that I do
It haunts, it stalks
Keeps an eye on me too

Never utters a word
Nor does it judge me
Like the unseen conscious
It follows silently

Sometimes it scares me
As it looms dark and large
Appearing, disappearing
Vivid and stark

Yet sometimes reassures me
Its presence like a friend
That shares life’s ups and downs
And remains till the very end

© Copyright Renu Vyas