Monday, May 22, 2017

आज होंठ मिल ही गए उससे, ग़ालिब
और, बदनाम में हो चला

होंठ मिले उससे
 तो पता चला की नशा क्या है

तब आई वो
इतराते, मुस्काते
अखियां छलक गई
और दिल काँप उठा

उसकी नज़ाकत
उसका प्यार
और उसके ज़हरीले धोखे
नज़र मुझे आए

फिर  भी करता हूँ प्यार उससे
गहरा,  जितना है ये नशा
घुली है वो नस -नस में मेरी
जैसे ज़हर

पीउँगा
तब तक,  जब तक  होश न रहे
और
आग़ोश में न ले वो मुझको

पिऊंगा में
टोको न कोई, रोको न कोई

आएगी वो एक दिन
जनाज़े पे मेरे
देखूँगा में तब
क्या लिपटी होगी वो कोरे सफ़ेद में
या होगी वो लिपटी रंगीन गुलाल में


Copyright @ Ajay Pai  22nd May 2017

Saturday, May 13, 2017

थम  जा ए वक़्त, ठहर  जा
जीना अब नहीं  उसके बिना 

है वो नूर मेरे दिल-ए -जिगर  की
कैसे जियूँ उसके बिन ये बता

धुंधला सी  गयी है अब हंसी मेरी 
रुलाके चल न देना कहीं

ये जो आलम है मेरे दिल का
 पहचान ले तू यारा

ये धड़कन अब है मोहताज तेरी
हालत  ये तू  जान ले

बिन वजूद घुट रहा हूँ
तेरे बिन इस चौराहे पे

अगर ये हवायें पहुंचा दे 
उस तक मेरे दिल की खामोशियाँ
शायद, इकरार फरमाएंगी तब
उसकी नूरानी अखियां


Copyright @ Ajay Pai  8th May 2017

Saturday, May 6, 2017

It is 1 am
And, I am sitting’ straight
On my bed waiting for you
The night has grown darker
and, I am up for you

silent is the night
and, empty is my glass
won’t you come home
and, pour me some red wine

sneak-in, hushed
I’ve left the door ajar
let us make some hay
When the night is dark

Touch me once
kiss me twice, make me yours
and, i'll whisper into your ears
tender silent moans



Copyright @ Ajay Pai 
May 7th 2017
Image courtesy: Pixabay 


Tuesday, May 2, 2017



At the edge of my life
Is where I stood
Hopeful were my eyes

Simply then,
Like every fairy tale
There she came, ominous

At her arrival
Horrendous, were the screeches
Of the unborn in the wombs;
Young mothers were scooped of
Their bosoms

On the carcass
Of compassion she stood
With her heels piercing the flesh
Of humankind

Her violin
Zigzagged between
Melody and harmony

At the end of the ballad,
she declared
With three cheers
Peace restored.

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Copyright @ Ajay Pai
 02nd May 2017
Image courtesy: Pixabay

Thursday, April 27, 2017

Like those daffodils
Which sway in the breeze
Swing me in your arms, girl
Just like those daffodils
swing me..

It was just the other day
Not so very long ago
You sang me a song of love
it was the day
 when those daffodils bloomed

Sing me once again
That very song, of daffodils
And of love, where the breeze
Sway us just the way it did
to those daffodils

Let us glow
Let us shine bright
Just the way a daffodil does
As you sing the song of love

Swing me in your arms, girl

 

Copyright @ Ajay Pai  April 28th 2017
Image Courtesy: AJ's personal collection

Thursday, April 20, 2017



Let me tell you something
Mm, tell ya all somethin’
That something
Which will drive you crazy
You’ll raise an eye brow
Drop a jaw;
Listen ya all
Let me blow into your ears
This secret.
A cringing secret, a dark secret
A well-kept secret
but, my lips are sealed.
Hey, Girl
Kiss my lips, a wet saline kiss
And steal this secret;
Kiss me will you?
Else, I shall spill the secret .

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Originally published on October 26, 2016Coimbatore on my FB page.
Steal a secret - A fun song that has to be sung with a tinge of naughtiness / Or, should the tone be of cockiness?
(I have edited this song umpteen no. Of times).


Copy right @ Ajay Pai 2016
Image Courtesy: AJ's personal collection

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Statutory warning: Drinking they say is injurious to "Your" health (not mine) People in their right senses not to read this poem.


Hic-a-one, hic-a-two, hic-a-three
no, hic-a-four, no
and
stop, stop, stop
I feel ticklish
there’s a belly in my fire
and, I dance
tap-a-tap-a-tap-a-tap
and, I laugh
bu-aha-aha-ha-ha-oha-ha
and, there’s a belly in my fire

I plead to the girl
in the polka dotted dress,
to help me
arrange these words?
How do I fit my belly, in my fire?

she smiles
she swirls her polka frock, walks, says, I am tipsy
And, there’s my belly
And, the fire
I am jumbled
where do I fit my belly, in my fire?

Ah-Whistles-whistles-whistles-ah
I hear a bear in the beer
And, the beer says,
hic-a-hic
Hic-a-hic,
hic, hic, hic
And, a chic…chick

Oops, i'll come back tomorrow
to do the lines
As of now, i am just
hic-a-hic


Copyright @ Ajay Pai  4th April 2017
Image courtesy - AJ's personal collection

Saturday, April 8, 2017



You've tied me to the wind, 
Crowned me with florals of thorn
Lashed me with your eye lashes;
Unshackle me, once
Let me carry you on my clipped wings 
To the cloudy skies of orgasm.



Copyright @ Ajay Pai 2017
A micro poem written on the Valentine's day.

Tuesday, April 4, 2017


Lolita, how shall I do you?
Now that you blew me a kiss
I'd breach the line of fire
Here, on the man's land

You were a taboo, until last night
But then, now we smoke -
The same sweltering breathe
Drenched in the red wine

Hey Lolita, how shall I do you?

I am scorching, crush me some ice
Let it trickle down
To the point where our desires encounter
Let's fuse into the heaven of love

Blow me a day, blow me a night
Let our whispers moan
To create a flawless match
And, this is how I'd planned our sultry night



Copyright @Ajay Pai 2nd April 2017
Image courtesy: Pexels

A song, narrating the way to plan your sultry night. ;) ( ensure you are above the age of 18 years).

Sunday, March 26, 2017



I watch the sky
And wonder, 
If it would rain on this summer day?

It sounds so wrong
Sprinkles and the sunshine
All together

I am certain
Made for each other
They were not




Copyright @ Ajay Pai 2017
Image courtesy: AJ's personal archives
Written on Jan 21st, 2017

Friday, March 24, 2017


It was pure bliss this morning. I truly saw "GOD" in my dream. This is how i felt when i woke up from my dream.

O’ Purushothama, my supreme lord
Now, it is time for you to walk alongside me
But then,
You descend upon me merely in my dreams
Reflecting it as an illicit affair between us
Yet, the scholars hail you
as a manifestation of the purest essence
O’ lord, you are eternally pure
Am I blessed by you?

O’ Krishna, my dark complexioned lord,
whose every act is righteous
The sight of you this morning in my slumber
In your golden aura was purely a bliss

I take refuge in you
Unveil your benevolence upon me

It is this awakening which is a hindrance
Sing a lullaby
Put me to sleep forever
Enabling my dream, 
Where I get to see you forever.



 Copyright @ +Ajay Pai  24th March 2017
Image courtesy - AJ's gallery
  


Sunday, March 19, 2017


No, I am not an activist. 
                       
                     I am the father to a 2.5-year-old child.
                                                    
                                  My love for my child is in no way lesser to that of his Mother.                                                                                
                                                       Yes, I do not have a womb. But, I have a heart that lactates.




The Embrace of - My Son

I took my lil Chimp in my arms, held him close to my heart,  he brushed his face along my chest.  All of a sudden, I had a lil lump in my heart at that very moment. My eyes went moist. A stream of joy trickled down freely down my cheek.

Being a father is an emotion which cannot be put in words and explained.




It was a similar night,  
when crescent moon
kindled the skies,
a tiny Lil star twinkled,
my lil child was born.

I bore him in my heart,
The heart which lactates.

Ah, mortal
You measure it not!









                                                                              © 2016 Ajay Pai (Reserved)
                                                                          Image courtesy : AJ's archives.

to be continued...

Wednesday, March 15, 2017


Old Lady, feel your breasts
Know, they’ve begun to sag
Your eyes will soon begin to bag
Count your moments, now on
Sooner, in your palms you’ll see stains
of the wounds of my past.
 You’ll hear this world call out your name
in disgust;
in such abhorrence you’ll breathe
your last with no one around
like an orphan
and, on that day I would come to life
to ask you, how it feels
of having to perish as an orphan.

Mark my words







Copyright +Ajay Pai  16th March 2017
Image courtesy: Pexels
                                                                                                                                                                                                                            


Tuesday, March 14, 2017



My life sprouted within you
I inhaled a part of your breath
You kept me entangled and knotted-

with the umbilical cord, 
thus,
curbing my freedom

it was you again, 
who crushed me
beneath a heap of letters
which spelt “indebted”
and,
I was forced to pawn myself
to you for a lifetime







Copyright @ Ajay Pai 15th March 2017

Thursday, March 9, 2017

കൈ കുമ്പിളിൽ കൊള്ളുന്ന 
സന്തോഷമല്ലേ ഞാൻ ആഗ്രഹിച്ചത്?
അതും നിഷേധിച്ചു നീ എനിക്ക്  
എന്നിട്ടു് സമ്മാനിച്ചു 
ഈ വശ്യസുന്ദരമായ മന്ദസ്മിതം 

ഹാ, നിന്റെ 
ലീലാവിലാസങ്ങൾ അവർണ്ണനീയം .

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Copyright @Ajay Pai 9th March 2017
Image courtesy - AJ's personal archive

Saturday, March 4, 2017

There was nothing but abuse
in your love

at times it was your gaze
then the touch
even your sinful kiss

the way you slithered
on me
Was there love ever?
I wonder.

At the orgasm
You left the bed
With a kiss that bruised me

Now, they call me
A gigolo.


Copyright +Ajay Pai  4th March 2017

Friday, March 3, 2017



Have you ever heard of God seeking forgiveness?

Sans his halo

In my slumber last night
He came running over,
fell on my feet
incessantly sobbing
seeking forgiveness
for, he had erred

despite my tears
I ruffled his hair, consoled
And, said it was okay to err
smiling off my tears

Sigh!
Plight of God
Sans his halo


Copyright @ Ajay Pai | 3rd march 2017

Thursday, March 2, 2017


Avenge - A Poem. Can you guess, who is referred to as "he" in this poem?
Abhor, human!
Do not throw me into the pyre
To turn me into ashes

And dust

Neither, chant those Sanskrit hymns
Nor smear sandal on my mortal remains

Instead, allow me to rot
For the worms to crawl over my heart
Let the rotten stench of our love
Spread all across -
The land
The Oceans and the galaxies

This is my way to avenge him
He should smoulder
In regret
for his dreadful sin 
of bringing her into my life.

Copyright © Ajay Pai 2017





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Sunday, February 26, 2017

It has been a while that we’ve met
And, all my attempts
To get in touch with you
Went in vain
Unsure, if we would meet ever again
While we walk on this green earth?

This wasn’t the way I had dreamt
Of us
But then, the law of nature has its
Own unique way
But, I know you love me
Even at this darkest hour of the day

Remember love?
I had narrated to you this day of ours
Before we walked down the aisle
That it isn’t going to be a bed of roses
This is how we began our life
Don’t you remember?
This is how we began our journey
Of two-getherness

If only these lifeless letters
Could bring back to you
Those memories … of us
Which we’d woven together
Things wouldn’t be then
The same as it is now…

If only these lifeless letters…


© 2017 Ajay Pai (Reserved) 
Image courtesy : AJ's personal album

Thursday, February 23, 2017

आज की रात अलौकिक
डमरू निनाद अभौमिक
मेरा शरीर नश्वर
मैं तुझमे विलीन

मैं नाही शिव
मैं नहीं निराकार
न मैं ब्रह्म

फिर क्यूँ दर्द में तपता है ये दिल मेरा
बहतें क्यूँ हैं आंसू जैसे गंगा की धार
रेंगता है क्यूँ  सर्प तन पे मेरे ऐसे
जैसे कि हूँ में शिव

कैसे समझाऊँ तुझे
मैं नहीं  शिव
मैं नहीं गंगाधर
न मैं नागभूषण

फिर हूँ मैं कौन?

हूँ मैं नीलकंठ
जिस को पिलाया विष इस दुनिया ने
सात  फेरों में
और अग्नि को साक्षी बनाके

हाँ,हाँ, हाँ
  अब लगने लगा है मुझे
कि हूँ मैं  नीलकंठ

© 2017 Ajay Pai (Reserved)  
Image courtesy : Google

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Lord Shiva, out of compassion, swallowed the poison. But he squeezed his throat to prevent the poison descending into his body. Thus the poison was stuck in Shiva's throat, and it was so potent that it changed the colour of Shiva's neck to blue.

This is how Lord Shiva got the name Neelkanth (neela = blue, kantha = throat)