Kiss in Mumbai

The girl was going easy
making me crazy.
That night was in Mumbai
we were on the road.
Within a second
she gave a kiss like a storm.

Before that moment
I was devastated and a hopeless man.
She gave the sweetest
shortest-shocking moment
which I desired again.
The long 15 years are like a dry river.
The memory of that night
brings a monsoon with cold breeze and rain.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar

Honey, I want to see

Let me be your darling
And wish you
Good morning.
Honey, I want to see
Your smile
Every morning.

I cannot wait
Till the summer
To make our story
Hot and bouncing.
Honey, I want to see
Your smile
Every morning.

Let’s go to jogging
You would be on my left side
And I would be on your right side.
Together, we will do
Things that are sweet and steaming.
Honey, I want to see
Your smile
Every morning.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar


मोहब्बत यहाँ पे, ना किसी की हुई है
ना कोई मोहब्बत में बसा ही कहीं हैं.
लगा लो हाँ दिल को घडी -दो -घडी बस
उम्र भर यहाँ तो ना कोई किसी का.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar

अश्क तस्वीर बना देंगें

मुझसे ना पूछ
ए जमाना
मेरे महबूब का नाम.
मेरे अश्क
उसकी तस्वीर बना देंगें।

तुम्हे क्या पड़ी
मेरे दर्द की?
उसका रूप
तुम्हारे दिल में भी
दर्द जगा देंगें।

लौट गए इतने सावन
मेरे दर से
अब बहारें आके भी
क्या कर लेंगी?
जो वो अपना घूँघट उठा देंगें।

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar


मैं पुकारता ही रहा
प्रेम में होकर भाव-विभोर।
छोटी-सी इस जिंदगी में
कितनी कमजोर हैं प्रेम की डोर.

तपते रेत पे बारिश की दो-चार ही बूंदे
छोटी-सी इस जिंदगी में
कितनी कमजोर हैं किस्मत की डोर.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar

Permanent Effects

With all your sharp features
we have to make a decision.
Where should I keep my eyes
, and where should my lips?

Holding your waist,
my breaths are getting heavy.
Could you not close your eyes while
we are cozy?

With your beauty,
let me be your cloth and feel heavenly.
The night will not be the same again.
Holding you in my arms like a chain
with your hairs on my chest
the life has turned into a birthday cake.

My lips are dry for your lips.
My chest beats in rhythm with your breath.
My eyes do not want to leave the dream.
My breath intends to have only your smell.
Life is like a blessing
when one enjoys his nudity.
I want to have this again and again.
I want to feel your smooth touch every second.

A bite on your thigh and an edge on your breast
taking away your shyness and making you wild.
It’s like thousands of waves of sea falling on me.
No space, no airs between us
it seems waves want to conceal me.

The knot of your saree and the button your blouse
I want to pull them down.
On your soft silky smooth skin
I want to give my marks on every inch
before planting seeds for a new life.

An army man cannot sleep until he finishes his fight.
A farmer cannot rest until the whole field is plowed.
How can I sleep when I see your beauty without my marks?
Nothing is permanent.
Neither your beauty nor my breaths.
Let me work hard to give you permanent effects.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar


मुझे इश्क़ में दर्द मिला
मुझे दर्द में इश्क़ मिला
मैं तन्हा रहा जिसकी चाह में
वो मुझे अंत में तन्हा मिला।

वो सुहागन, पत्नी, माँ, बहु, सास
ऐसे भी बनती, वैसे भी बन गयी.
उसे सिंदूर, साड़ी, पायल, कंगन
ऐसे भी मिलते, वैसे भी मिल गयी.

मेरे हालात कैसे भी हों?
उसे तब पैसों की चाह
और अब मोहब्बत की
प्यास रह गयी.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar


I don’t know what is in your mind
But I know what is in your eyes
It’s me, it’s me, and it’s just me, my queen.

I don’t know what is in your heart
But I know what is in your sight
It’s me, it’s me, and it’s just me, my queen.

पागल कर रही है अँखियाँ तुम्हारी
सारे शर्म को उतार दो तुम रानी
इस रात तक हम हैं, इस रात तक तुम हो
इस रात के बाद रह जायेगी बस एक निशानी।

I don’t know what will happen tomorrow
But I know what will happen tonight
It’s me and you, my queen.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar

भोर में

अँखियाँ लड़ाके पीया से सखी
निंदिया आवे रोजे भोर में.
सास दे तारी रोजे गारी
पर मीठा लागे उनकर बोल रे.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar