Open mic recital - Yeh Ankahiyaan

 Open mic recital at Subdrift Boston. Yeh Ankahiyaan. 

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Kab yeh aawaaz

Kab yeh aawaaz duniya tak pahunchegi
Kab yeh aawaaz dillo ko jagaayegi
Kab yeh aawaaz logo se milaayegi 
Kab yeh aawaaz khud ki pehchaan banegi

Kab yeh aawaaz sach ki saaz bankar gungunaayegi
Kab yeh aawaaz aazaadi ki khushbu phelaayegi
Kab yeh aawaaz pyaar ki roshni jalaayegi
Kab yeh aawaaz aman ki umeed dey paayegi 

Badal na chhatey hai duniya ko hum
Lekin khud ko badal nahi paatein hum 

Kab yeh aawaaz khuli saas le paayegi 
Kab yeh aawaaz saahas kar paayegi

Kab yeh aawaaz apni raaha par chal paayegi 
Kab yeh aawaaz khud se rihaa ho paayegi 

On Women’s day

Kyu tujhe ek hi din milta hai
Teri to hai yugo ki kahaani
Rago mein tu basi hai
Jannat mein dharti mein
Teri mohabbat jal ti hai
Duniya ghooma ti hai tu 
Pyaar mein mamta mein dosti mein
Vignyaan mein sangeet mein 
kala mein sanskruti mein
Kaanoon mein rajneeti mein 
Sab disha mein aage hai tu 
Tu hai roshni 
Tu hai paagal pavan 
Tu hai sukoon ped ki chaav 
Tu hai jwaalamukhi
Zulmo se ladne waali 
Naainsaafi ko nahi jhelne waali 
Shakti karuna antargyaani
Saagar ki gehraayi hai tu 
Sach ki daastaan hai tu 

Tu hai to hum sab hai 

Kyu duniya ne hame padhaai hai ulti kahaani
Tujhe sirf ek din ki ahemiyat deti hai meherbaani
Jab ki teri to hai sadiyon sadiyon ki qurbaani 

Smoke and fire

Even as the world was already hurting,

You deployed your smoke and fire

To fulfill your desire

Power and fame

Is that your end game?

Wiping out generations with your shooting

Their stories their homes

Instead of uplifting you’re uprooting 

What will you gain

    From all their blood tears and pain

Won’t the emptiness in you

    still remain?

Fight your madness

Your fears

Don’t give in to your darkness

Isn’t the real war you need to win

    the one raging within? 

How can you take

What you break

How can you unite

With your dynamite

How can you proclaim

Spirits who roam free

Not giving in to your tyranny

Even if you conquer their buildings their cities

Their hearts will never give you any real victories

Don’t you see

What you seek is 

only that which will eventually flee

Your grave will never contain 

the riches the power the fame 

the conquered lands 

or the promise of tomorrows

But it shall be burdened

   by their pain 

their tears 

   and their sorrows 

Don’t you see

In trying to crush 

   their spark their light

You’re revealing not 

    your mighty might

  but rather your own 

    fractured inner plight