There's this thin line between black and white,
We truely cover it all with our minds,
That line beholds truths that are far from being spoken,
Covered up by the dust as its past,
But in some little corner of this heart,
The pain, that agony still shines,
And I ponder upon quite sometimes,
Are these rules and rituals,
meant to cover this fine line?
Or are these meant,
to barrage the pain and that agony,
which carries power to ruin,
Ruin all these trusts and bonds,
Which were built over a lifetime,
Like the floods,
Engulfing it all,
And only remains of destruction are left behind,
And only remains of destruction are left behind.

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I want to escape,
Escape this all,
And run free,
Somewhere far away,
And never return,
Cause it hurts everytime,
Everytime when;
I open my eyes in the morning,
It feels so heavy,
Hoping that this day never starts,
And the night lasts forever,
Cause this darkness,
Feels homely tonight,
Feels homely tonight.

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Thoughts pass by,
Like those clouds wandering cluelessly in the sky,
So much to feel,
But so little to express,
A constant ache in the heart,
A feeling of sinking in this endless spiral,
The clock is ticking by,
And its already 4 AM,
Yet no sign of sleep,
Just this emptiness that hugs me at night,
Oh shit!! I am falling again,
In this monotonous cycle of life,
Uffff!!
Just give me a little space,
All to myself ,
Let me do stupid things,
That bring me happiness,
Let me wander in places,
Where I seem to find peace,
Maybe beside the river or on top of a hill,
Just let me breathe in solace,
In a hope to find tranquillity someday,
In a hope to find tranquillity someday.

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And for somedays ,
It seems hard,
When the sun shines dark,
Now you'll say,
“The sun shines bright dear”,
While I will reply,
“But it's all dark inside”,
So how could I see those rays of sun,
Which for you are illuminating,
While for me,
It's nothing more than a yellow dye,
It's nothing more than a yellow dye.

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Isn't it remorseful?
The idea of being high on something,
Something that's consuming you all,
Something that you desperately desire,
Despite the fact,
Its all left way behind,
U aren't getting over things,
Tick tick,
The mind clock,
Reminding you of that in every moment,
Isn't it weird that the words you say are,
“I have forgotten"
While you are still stuck in the past?
While you are still stuck in the past?

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जनाज़ा उठा है आज,
उन ख्वाबों का,
जो अब्बा के,
ना कहते ही मर गए थे,
एक अम्मी ही तो थी,
जो उड़ान देती थी ,
मेरे बंद पिंजरे में कैद ,
उन सपनों को,
आज उनके,
जिस्म ने भी सफ़ेद रंग ओढ़ा है,
सब बोल रहे हैं,
बहनें दो अश्कों को आज,
पर उन्हें कैसे बताऊं,
वोह तोह सदियों पहले ही सूख गए थे,
जनाज़ा उठा है आज,
उन ख्वाबों का,
जो अब्बा के,
ना कहते ही मर गए थे,
ना कहते ही मर गए थे।

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And it ended on a cold winter night

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Could feel the hollow inside,
All the flowers growing out of the chest,
Are now dead,
The heart isn't beating anymore,
The brain's all numb and dead,
With hands lying by the sides,
And the legs all non-functional,
The eyes are wide open,
Just staring at the ceiling,
And the stain of tears,
rolling down the cheeks are still visible,
The palms are all cold,
With some pills in those closed fists,
As I look at the body,
Not able to differentiate,
Is that me?

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The stars and the galaxies

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ये जो लिख देते हो कहानियां तुम,
क्या इन्हें महसूस भी करते हो कभी?
या बस लोगों की ज़िंदगी के किस्से,
तुम इन पन्नों पर उतार रहे हो,
क्या हो रखा है ऐसा कुछ तुम्हारे साथ भी?
या बस इस मुस्कुराहट के पीछे अपने राज़ छुपा रहे हो?
या बस इस मुस्कुराहट के पीछे अपने राज़ छुपा रहे हो?

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