सर चढ़े आसमान को सबक सिखाने को, एक पत्थर बड़ी तबियत से उछाला था यारों, मेरे सर पर पड़े उस सबक के निशान देख, वो आसमान आज भी मुझ पर हँसता है। एक नसीहत देता हूँ ना मानो किसी शायर की नसीहत को, आसमान में सुराग ना कभी हुआ है, ना कभी हो ही सकता है। ~रबी [ To teach a lesson to that sky above, I took a stone and threw upwards, That lesson on my forehead, Is still a topic of amusement for it. ...

They say there is light at the end of the tunnel. But how do I ascertain my tunnel is not circular? They say the dawn is at the horizon, When the night starts getting darker, But what if the dawn has already come for others, Only I cannot see it any further? They say to hold on, because it eventually gets better, But what if I am doomed to go through this forever? What if I am not the destiny’s favorite child after all, What if I am destined to die a dreamer? ...

As I walked through a long dark tunnel, At the other end I saw a glimmer of light. I started running towards it in hope, That finally now, everything’s going to be alright. It was nothing, but mirage of disappointment, That too in the middle of a cold freaking night. ~RavS

जो बहुतों के दोस्त* होते हैं , दोस्त* उन्ही के बहुत होते हैं। *दोस्त: सच्चा दोस्त ~रबी [ Those who are friends* with many, Only for them, the friends* are many. *friends : true friend ]

Do not tell me this is wrong and that is right, That She’s inherently nice and He’s estray, For none of us is purely white or entirely black inside, We all are different hues, different shades of grey. ~RavS

जिसे चाहो वो नहीं मिलता, जब चाहो तो नहीं मिलता, मैं चाहूँ जो, नहीं मिलता, और जो चाहूँ सो नहीं मिलता। कहा था तुमने, किसी को भी ज़मीन-ओ-आसमां नहीं मिलता, मुझे तो कहीं भी दोनों का ही निशाँ नहीं मिलता। ~रबी [ Whom you want, you never get, When you want, you never get, If I want, I will never get, And the one that I want, I will never get. ...

धोखे इस कदर दोस्ती में खाए मेरे दोस्त, दोस्त तो रह गए, पर दोस्ती न रही। ~रबी [ I got betrayed in friendship, to such an extent, my friend, We remained friends, but there wasn’t friendship anymore. ]

वो मारते हैं मासूमों को, और फिर कहते हैं ये हमारा जिहाद है, वो अपनों का ही खून कर खुश होते हैं, ये किस तरह की जीत, ये कैसा फसाद है? मैं नहीं मानता उस अल्लाह, उस भगवान् को, जिसे अपने ही बन्दों के लहू की प्यास है, परवाह नहीं, फिर अगर कहो तुम काफिर मुझको, इंसान हो इंसानों को उधेने वाला, नहीं बनाना जल्लाद है। ~रबी [ They kill the innocents, And then say, it’s our holy war, They get happy murdering their own, What’s this fight, what kind of win? ...

When you can tell your story, Without that pain, piercing in your belly, What happened with you and what could have been, When the thoughts do not make you angry, When you can smile at your adversity, And forgive the ones who have caused it, When no more do you need to search a place, dark & lonely, Every now and then, to scream. Silently. That day you come back to me, And I will tell you, that you have healed. Finally. ...

I do not ask for the powers to be bestowed, I just want my freedom be given, Where I have the choice to decide and not just orders to obey, Have time to take some breaths and my share of sunshine, If that’s a little too much to ask from them, Then I may have to snatch it from someone. ~RavS