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मन का विष आँखों के पानी के साथ बहने दो; अंदर रहा तो आतो का अल्सर बन सब खोखला कर देगा|| (C) shubhra, October, 25, 2010

उसने एक रात का वादा किया था अब सारे दिन, इंतज़ाए करते हैं न जाने कौन सा होगा वो दिन जिस के अंत में शाम हाथ पकड़ रात के पास ले जाएगी और पूरा हुगा एक रात का वादा| (C) shubhra, August 5,2010

Oh so you desire a woman? For what if I may ask? To give you a blow job, to make you feel like a man in your own bed or in hers or in someone else’s. What is it that you desire? Her lips, or her full voluptuous breasts, or is it the round and taut bottom. You don’t look like you would desire her for her grey cells. You obviously think she knows nothing. No one knows more than you. You obviously think she is the one who can let you be the master. She is the one who would succumb to you and obey you because that’s what she is suppose to do. Hey buddy, should I but tell you one thing. There is no such thing as free sex. So don’t even dream to get into it. What you want from your woman you may get but I tell you too many complications. Let me give you a free unsolicited advise. Go to a whore house. A whore there does all you want. Doesn’t talk, doesn’t waste time, and doesn’t complicate. Desire - not a woman but a whore. You will get her cheap. (c) Shubhra, 27/10/2009

Today was different, she had warned him but he paid no heed. He smiled and walked towards her, “Come baby”, he cajoled her. She moved back gazing intensely at him and his moves. He probably presumed that she was teasing him. “Come on give me a hug”, he said as he caught her hand and pulled her close. He thought she was teasing him. “Don’t you touch me man”, she said firmly trying to wriggle out from his grip. He came closer and pulled her to him, her warnings fell on deaf ears. She left her self loose and allowed to be pulled, only to pull herself back and lift her right leg high enough to kick him in his stomach. He was caught off guard, he stumbled and saved himself from a fall, “Are you mad,” he shouted, “What’s wrong with you?” Before he could finish the sentence, another strong blow hit him right between his legs. She had regained herself from the 1 st blow and this time hit him straight where she wanted to. “I had told you, don’t touch me”, she screamed. He had by

उजड़े हुए नैन ढूँढ रहे हैं उस सपने को जिसने अगले रोज़ नींद में आने का वादा किया था| कम्बख़्त नींद ही नही आई तो सपना कहाँ से आए? (C) shubhra, July 30, 2010

खुली आँख से जो सपना देखूं तो शायद तुझको पा लूँ, बंद आँखों के सपनो पर मेरा बस कहाँ| (C) shubhra, July 28, 2010

लफ्ज़ अपनी मंज़िल ढूढ़ लेते हैं, ज़ज़्बात नज़मों तक पहुँचते हैं, कुछ पन्नो पर उतरेते हैं, कुछ सिर्फ़ दिल मैं ही जीते हैं, ख़ुशी और ग़म से ही जुड़े रहते हैं| अब वक़्त है अल्फाज़ों के जुदा होने का, खुद से, तुम से, मुझसे से, हमारी मोहब्बत से, अब वक़्त है आज़ाद होने का| मसले भी है, और ज़रूरत भी; एक आवाज़ की, एक सोच की| एक उमीद भी है, कि मेरे लफ़्ज़ों को कहीं और पनाह मिले और तुम्हे कहीं और| (C) shubhra, February 19, 2010

It was a Friday Afternoon… I was restless through the day today. I got a message from you this morning that you want to meet and are coming over. It was on a Friday afternoon about a month or so ago when we had last met. The door bell rang at the precise time you had indicated. You came in and sat on the blue velvet couch lying in the corner near the window. You switched on the Television set and surfed the channels mindlessly barely stopping for 10 seconds on each channel. I got you water and went back to make some coffee. The air in the room was heavy. It was difficult to stand there near you. Keeping down the coffee beside you, I softly asked what it was that had brought you here. You fiddled with your coffee mug, brushed your hand through your hair, rubbed your nose and then looked at me uncomfortably. “ Bolo , What do you want to say?” I said shaking inside. Rock hard exterior but my insides were churning. I had no idea what you would say, but I knew you were about to al

The cool breeze from the window made me curl up. I was aware that it was about time when the alarm would go off. I was already ready to put it on the snooze for just 5 more minutes. Today I didn’t want to get up. I wanted those 5 minutes of extra sleep. The faint breeze, the morning fragrance and 5 minutes of extra sleep; I didn’t want anything more. Lying there I knew that you would open the door for the maids, switch on the water pump and get the tea ready. I felt you near the bed. You ruffled my hair and sneaked your hand inside the quilt to stroke my back. Your cold hands touched my neck and made me shiver and I turned the other way taking your hand along with me. I felt your hand slipping inside my shirt and stroking my bare back and moving to wherever the fingers guided it. Occasionally touching my breasts and moving away after teasing them. I felt your warm breath on my ear. I could hear the pattern of your breathing too. Your smell filled my space and I found you so very clos