Hollow eyes stare out from inside a mirror.
They focus...recognizing this familiar stranger...
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All of my poems are going to be based around one...
Bas ek bar wapas lautne ka man karta hai,
Aaj har wo baat yaad aati hai...
A poet pondered alone in his bed
Will they have time for me when I am dead...
Queer eyes,
sleeps in distress...
Darkness threads through my skin, my master hangs...
Wire slices though my heart these strings cut to...
My word is not reaching to you
It's getting feeble by your laughter & cheers...
Like fine lace
friendships are woven...
Once upon a time,
I used to describe you as...
If only you were
a melody...
I used to
believe in illusion...
I'm lost; writing-
a puzzle left unsolved...
Tonight I'll murder you the literate way
riding a sword of words...
(I dream, sir, of the routes of my childhood
of braiding my hair...
Invalid statements spew
from thorny lips...
A thought of you,
brings so much pain...
Closing my eyes I can smell your scent,
still hear your laughter and feel your touch...
It was only when I
rested a teacup...