I wonder
How things work!
Do things work?
Or we didn't try?
Didn't we try?
Or just escaping through pain?
Escaping through pain?
Or an excuse of throwing fang?
Excuse of throwing fang?
Or only scared to hang?

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Those two sides,

They always fight!

To keep things together,

Does it still bother?

Did they feel the pain?

Maybe it was nothing but the rain.

Rain but not from the cloud,

None can hear the sound.

And every time they try to end things,

Find themselves in the midst of a glowy spring...

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And I've seen

Maybe a silly dream...

Where we stay always together

I couldn't say something rather!

Those times when I needed you

You stayed always far away from my view...

Proved me all wrong by time

And you thought this is nothing but one rhyme!

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Haan jaata tha us gali mein roz,
Kho beitha tha us paal mein hosh,
Chahakar bhi na chor saka,
Us dhoon ko aapne oor rakha,
Kaam ki woh komalta cheekh ko kar diya khamosh...!


Koshta hu main khudko ab,
dekhta hoon us zakham ko jab...
Dard ki us gehraiyon ko main andekha jo karta tha ;
Ab sapne mein bhi aata hai
ek khauf jo barbar kehta hai,


Jog nahi woh tha ek jinn jo jism ki hai ek nasha ,
Rauf nahi ek rog sa hai, tere rooh mein hai jo basa....

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Ki hawan ki aag mein ahuti maine khud ka hi de diye,

Tere or janeke khwahish or rakh honeke dar seene ko chir gaye...

Seher k fiza or tere shiddat jab eksath dekhi thi maine ;

Us pal mein hi khudko tere rooh mein samet diye...

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Those pink hearts are learning a colour called blue,

Why everything's becoming numb even without a simple clue?

We try, we fail, wake self up, in the midst of that mist,

The burdened soul isn't tired yet to find again the tryst.

We're connecting something which we recently lost,

Now we see the bunker that we haven't ever crossed.

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And we'll meet again,

In the midst of the rain...

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Par ab tum kyu soch rahe ho,

kya hai ishq?
Haan wahi,
Antariksh.

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This generation is stuck between feeling and fling.

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Afterlife would be easy, they thought,
Gave up every time, never fought.
After seeing the joy they missed,
Cried profoundly, life seized.
Lost people, city, psyche ;
Became an evil spirit of night.

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