kuch na hone ke ladai

zinda rehne ki wajah sirf zindagi to nahi hoti. dekha hai tumne? toote shishon ki tarah bikhre armaano ko? tooti churiyon si rang birangi chamak me muskurate sawalo ko samajhti ho tum? jaanti ho?ye haadse kaise hote hain? kaise koi kisi ko sab kuch de deta hai; aur kaise koi wo sab thukra deta hai? [...]

sometimes

sometimes, i think..at nights, with cigarettes, the fire in my heart burning on my fingertips.. a lighht..a glow accentuating the dark lighting up, setting fire to my life and my lungs, or maybe just my lungs,for how can ashes burn?

unnamed poem

it is the days like this, when i miss you so.. another dream never born, unslaked whisper of a thirsty conscience, how this golden sunshine burns me!! “whenceforth me”,i ask the wind, recieving no answers, just the mocking sigh, arrogant,heartless tribute to my own misery.. the wind blows on fair, and i wait on, with [...]