Karte karte baatein guzarta hai waqt roj,
Par kehna chahta hu tumse wo keh nahi pata hu !
-Varun Upasani
Baatein
Mein samandar hu, mere gharse koi dariya nahi nikla
Mein samandar hu, mere gharse koi dariya nahi nikla
Wo kashti bhi nahi nikli , wo malah bhi nahi nikla !
Mere dil se guzarti hai, tere dil ki kai rahe…
Meri umeed to nikli , ye hausla nahi nikla !
Wohi bechain si subahein , wohi bechain si shaamein
Mein use fir bhoolata hu, wo dil se fir nahi nikla !
Ye din bhi roz kuch aise naye se hashr karte hai
Badan pe daag na aya , zehan se daag na nikla !
Umeed par isi mein jugnuo ke saath chalta hu
Andhera jab bhi aya , jugnoo sa humsafar nahi nikla !
Meri galiyo ki yahi khasiyat hai , yar tum sunlo..
Ke jo iss sheher mein aya, yaha se fir nahi nikla !
– Varun Upasani
Evenings
Shaam hote hi jalta hai dil roz,
Shaam hote hi hum bechain rehte hai !
-Varun Upasani
Zindagi ke is safar me jaane kitne ruk gaye
Zindagi ke is safar me jaane kitne ruk gaye
Jaane kitne aadmi the jaane kitne jhuk gaye !
Fir wo raatein, fir wo shaamein, fir wahi alaam,
Taqub mein ab manzilo ke hum bohot hai thak gaye!
Thi koi shayad bagavat falak se unki,
Maine jab bhi udna chaha par katarne lag gaye !
Sunte hai hum bhi bohot kuch, tum bhi sunte ho..
Maine tha bhoola use, par tum bichadne lag gaye !
Kya karein hai adatan majbur itne ki..
Raaste se hum tere firse guzarne lag gaye !
Usne dekha tha mujhe itni mohabbat se,
Uss nazar par hi ye shayar, Marne warne lag gaye !
-Varun Upasani
Apne ander ek zamane ko basaye hue hu
Apne ander ek zamane ko basaye hue hu,
Main kai raaz sabse chupaye hue hu.
Ye shaakh jo tuti thi kal pedo ke saaye mein,
Ab main bhi apne dost se ghabraye hue hu
Meri haar pe jo has rahe hai, un ko keh bhi do,
Main rakh hu, par aag ko samaye hue hu
Wo muskurana, bhool jana, kya weham tha sab?
Ishq mein tanhaiya azmaye hue hu !
Mere jaanib dekhte ho ! Kya ummede hai?
Kya tumhe bhi ishq hai? ya dhoka khaye hu?
–Varun Upasani
तो अब हम चलते है
तो अब हम चलते है
ज़िन्दगी में जरा संभलते है
वो सूरज बनके लड़ते है हमसे
हम मोम बनके पिघलते है
हम वफादारी से रिश्ते निभाते है
वो मौसम के तरह बदलते है
तन्हाई , दर्द , हसरत -ए- तामिर
दिल के कोने में सब पलते है
रात गुज़री सुनसान राहो में कल भी
सेहर हो गयी अब घर को निकलते है
उम्र गुज़र गयी उसे याद करते करते
उसने आसानी से केह दिया इस रिश्ते को अब भूलते है
अब के लिए तो सफर थम सा गया है
चलो हाथ मिला ले के कही फिर से मिलते है
– वरुण उपासनी
Quixotic
Sometimes the textbook you have in your hand has nothing meaningful in it. Sometimes you think that everything is fake. We are just gonna live and die some fucking day !! Why do we waste our time doing this silly stuff? Why do we read these things? But then i realise.. ‘Money’. I’m doing this thing just for the sake of money . The next question that arises is “what if i had enough money to live without any stress? What if i could live a life i wanted? What would i do then?
Well, then i would dedicate a room for myself. Just me, My books, my poetry, my music, my songs, a pizza on the table, a coffee mug in the window, and someone crazy enough to sit there throughout my life and hear my poetry, my music, my stories.
But well , then i realise i wasted another precious hour in thinking an impractical situation instead of which i could have completed a unit or so. This thing ain’t happening soon. You have to work your ass off. You chose this life. You wanted all the luxury in your life.
It’s not that i don’t like engineering. It was always a dream to become an engineer. But when i keep engineering and this literature and music on the weighing scale. The other side always has the upper hand, they always wins. They weigh heavier than my engineering. They carry my hopes, my insecurities, my dreams, my passion, my late night thoughts, my musical compositions, my poetry, my fear, my anger , my failure and my success.
Engineering has me physically, but i think my thoughts weigh more than my body !!
-Varun Upasani
Kahi din to kahi raat abhi baaki hai
Kahi din to kahi raat abhi baaki hai,
Kuch bhoole hue Vaade , koi adhoori Mulaqat abhi baki hai !!
Un purani deewaro ke…
Zard dareecho ke peeche..
Mere Alfaaz ,Mere Khayalat abhi baki hai…
Mujhe Harf Samajhkar Mitakar Khush the wo bohot,
Duniya ne sirf ek panna dekha tha, Puri Kitab abhi baki hai .
Yuhi Sitare todte rahe Umrbhar hum falak se,
Asmaan ke kai Roshan Mehtab abhi baaki hai.
Gum-ae-Manzar dikha hai zindagi mein hamesha,
Jholi me Khushiyo ke Hijab Abhi baki hai.
Shikast ke baad jab Ubhre hum , tab jaana ke Jitne ke liye Kaynat Abhi Baaki hai !!
-Varun Upasani
The Unsung Poetry 