I am Silent

 I am silent

but not at peace

Turmoil is building in me

making me mute

There are no words

no expressions

just silence is prevailing

There are no ears

no expectations

There are no opinions

no judgements 

There is no calmness

no patience

There is no verdict

no certainty 

I am silent 

but not at peace

Questions are tying me

but 

my soul wants to be free

Doubt is the rust of life.

It has held me tightly

making me paralysed 

not making me go either way

There is loneliness 

eating my happiness 

There is fear

gulping my year

There is fire

burning my desire

I am silent 

but not at peace

©️ Priya Jain 

Sleeping Rhyme

 Brush brush brush your teeth

Wash your dirty feet

It’s time to sleep

It’s time to sleep

Say Good night sweet dreams please

Wear wear wear your night suit

Put off all the lights

It’s time to sleep 

It’s time to sleep

Say goodnight sweet dreams please 

Shut shut shut your ears

Put your thoughts aside 

It’s time to sleep

It’s time to sleep

Say good night sweetheart dreams please

Close close close your eyes

Finger on your lips

It’s time to sleep

It’s time to sleep

Say Good night sweet dreams please

©️Priya Jain

I have made this sleeping rhyme for Samyak. He slept on my tummy after listening to it.

LOVE WON’T PETER OUT

 Love won’t peter out

In instances when you feel like

you have given and given

until there is no more of yourself to give

Remember, love won’t peter out.

Al mighty has an never ending love

for you and for you to pass onto others.

Even when well seems dry

Supreme power can send flood

Let the flood of love wash over you

and then drench everyone around you.

My little teacher

When they asked me,

What have I learnt from him?

He teaches me about true happiness 

It is not in cleanliness 

It lies all around in mess

He teaches me not to pursue it

but simply practice it

I sing even if I don’t sound good

Happiness is a state of mind 

is what I understood 

I smile with him when things go wrong

I sing it aloud and sing it strong

You, cute little creature

You are my little teacher 

He teaches me discipline 

when he tells me,

“ Get up maa, sun is up.”

He is making my routine

He teaches me to be kind

When I am out of my mind

He tells me to be polite

even when I have a fight

He keeps teaching me grit

when every time he makes it

to the top of the cupboard

to get his toy that is weird 

Either the toy drops for him

or his strength increases 

to reach that thing

as if respecting his whim

When he goes that extra mile

All I can do is clap and smile.

I smile with him when things go wrong

I sing it aloud and sing it strong

You, cute little creature

You are my little teacher 

©️Priy Jain

ब्रांड्स वाली दुनिया

 अच्छी सोच और अच्छा दिल नहीं  होता सबके पास

अलमरियों में भले ही हो अच्छे महंगे ब्रांड्स का वास

बेहतरीन इंसान होने के लिए होते हैं कुछ मापदंड

नेकी, हमदर्दी, ईमानदारी, विनम्रता, सकारात्मकता 

जो ये मिल जाएं ना छोड़ना  कभी इन्हें, यह हैं रामचंद 

दिलों में रंजिशों, गलत फहमियों का मैल है जब तक

ना जी सकोगे, ना मर सकोगे, आज़ाद और बेधड़क

जिंदगी नहीं है इंस्टा और फ्वाईबुक के पोस्टों में

वो तो मारती है किलकाली मेरे बच्चे की हंसी में

वो है चिड़ियों की, हवा की, लहरों की ध्वनि में

वो है मेरे आस पास के लोगों के जीवन संघर्ष में

मेरा नामों निशान मिल न सका,अर्श में न फर्श में

जिसकी तलाश में हूं मैं भटकी, वो मौजूद हैं मुझी में

वो तो मौजूद है मुझी में।

वो तो मौजूद है मुझी में।

© प्रिया जैन 

Looking Down

Looking down at lightened villages

from 35000 feet above the sea

takes me back to the narrow streets 

where I once played Pithoo game

where I knew every shopkeeper’s name

where my childhood grew over years

and disappeared into adulthood fears

Looking down at fire in the forest

from my office in the air, the best

takes me to a place inside

where I can see my inner light 

tangerine, yellowish and bright

like the flames rising high

from the green dense jungle

making me stumble upon

the fire inside my belly

making a perfect tally

Looking down at the ocean

filled with lighted fishermen’s boats

takes me to the beautiful illusion

of sky being upside down

flying over the land of stars 

brightens up my gloomy heart

I am floating on the clouds

my inner voice shouts aloud

“Thank you Almighty 

for making my life extraordinary.”

Looking at the star shooting 

in front of my windshield 

is not less than a miracle

it’s a God’s message 

given by an oracle

Venus blooms on my window

Crescent moon bestows

her calmness and grace on me

Pole star guiding me on my journey

Journey to nirvana, renunciation 

to the process of demolition 

of I, myself, me and mine

where only you are find

where only you are find.

©️Priya Jain

मैं अपने भीतर

 

 जब उसने कुछ सुनाने को कहा

 मैंने कहा 

 

मैं अपने भीतर ख़ज़ाना लिए चल रही हूँ ।

 शब्द से शब्द टकरा रहें हैं घुँघरुओं से

 बाहर के शोर में संगीत लिए चल रही हूँ ।

 

 कंधों पर दूसरों की आशाओं का बस्ता 

 दिल में अपनो की यादों का गुलदस्ता 

 माथे पर अधूरे बड़े सपनों की शिकन 

 मन में निराधार डर लिए चल रही हूँ ।

जिम्मेदारी और सपनों के मलवे में दबी हुई

सहीं और ग़लत की कश्मकश में डूबी हुई

अपनी डायरी के पन्नों में आस टटोलतीं हुई

अपने अंदर कविताओं का समुद्र लिए चल रही हूँ ।

पंखों को बंद करे, चोंच में रोज़गार का दाना लिए

अज्ञान अपने उद्देश्य से, घोंसले में बैठीं सी

मैं अपने भीतर नीला आकाश लिए चल रही हूँ ।

©️प्रिया जैंन

A Date with myself

 Long blue chikankari kurti

almost touching my feet

Looking in the mirror dirty

carried by a man in the street 

I looked at myself differently 

I have been searching for it

I fell in love almost instantly 

after getting back my lost spirit

 And that’s when I decided

to take myself on a date 

to become totally candid

I ordered Hot chocolate 

In this moment of leisure,

I hold my ceramic cup tight

with the perfect ardor

kiss it with my lips tonight

Life is full of tribulations 

Stolen moments from life’s jargon

moments of little celebrations

amplify a perfect paragon

Will dance, while the music play

then revel in the beautiful memoirs

enjoy my date with myself today

Until the sky above fill up with stars

 

©️Priya Jain

TWO SIDES

 Naked feet dipped in salty sea

Breeze shifting something in me

Looking at the ever changing sky

I realise, ponder, wonder and sigh

at the battle between the two halves

of my identity which are nothing but

the morales against the rationales 

which are nothing but who I am

against who I pretend to be 

which are moons apart yet in one body

constantly fighting to win everybody

but to lose myself slowly and steadily 

Which plan to choose?

Easy or tough 

Which path to follow?

Smooth or rough

Life gives us two options

One is easy, tough the other one

Easy is the way towards stormy sea

Tough takes you to the calm locality 

Every person has two sides

One is shown, hidden the other one

A duality governed by the balance

of light and darkness, within us

is capable for both good and evil

Those holding the true power and will

blur the moral dividing line inch by inch

making identity stronger stitch by stitch

Which plan to choose?

Easy or tough 

Which path to follow?

Smooth or rough

©️Priya Jain

I am the un in the unconventional

 I am the un in the unconventional 

and to your surprise I am actual 

and not a character, 3 dimensional 

I am too vocal about my beliefs 

I have a comeback for every tease

I am in awe of my pure realities

and not suffering from disease

Disease called falsity or hypocrisy 

and to be sure I am not a fantasy

I am the un in the unconventional 

and to your surprise I am actual 

and not a character, 3 dimensional 

On the stage of life and survival

Where life looks like a carnival

people are dancing in the foreground 

I am playing music in the background 

I am not sad remaining unrecognised 

Because I am used to, being deprived 

I am the un in the unconventional 

and to your surprise I am actual 

and not a character, 3 dimensional 

I don’t care about brownie points

All I want is to follow the waypoints

to the home of downrightness 

where responsibilities are not illness

where people should accept each other

as a person and not as a title or banner

I am the un in the unconventional 

and to your surprise I am actual 

and not a character, 3 dimensional 

Home is where one can lazing around

Where one is not always tied or bound

Where one can remove the masks

of diplomacy, mundanity, hypocrisy 

and just breathe in 

affection,compassion, cooperation 

Where people are not judgemental 

Where people are not grumbler 

Where there are no curtains of hesitancy 

Where people are candid absolutely 

I am the un in the unconventional 

and to your surprise I am actual 

and not a character, 3 dimensional 

©️Priya Jain