Trying
to
reason
the
Void in Me

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Thin line between for the family
and
not the family?

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Chai me Biscuit duba khane wale insaan the
ab cold coffee ka haat thama hai tumhare liye
ab toh kadar kar lo, mere pyar ko chorda hai tere pyar ke liye.

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I'm sure these societal norms would have suffocated me for all my unfiltered facts this world would rather see but not read about.
I'm no Manto but I'll still be banned for the righteous deeds of my pen.
It's not me who differentiates between an iPhone and a Blackberry but if my Pen did, it would be the most controversial Chat Box for debates we would rather discuss than accept.
What I mean is that one section of your face would splash ink and the other would pretend it just sponged.

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Priy Ex

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Tera wo sawal pe mera sawal barsana aur tumhe jawab ka koi fikr naah hona mere tanhai ki sachai bayan karta raha.

-underratedme

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Jab tumhare sawal pe mere sawal ko dekh bhul jaate ho apna sawal, jaan jaata hu me ab bhi tanha hu.

-lostme

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Showcasing good being to world is no good when your own begs for good.

-lostme

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*AJI SUNTE HO?*
*JV - ENDLESS.*

kuch armaan hamne chudae the kitaabo ke kosh se tumhare khatir,
aaj tum nahi ho lekin armaan adnange pade hai meri behoshi me,
aakhir kaha se udaar liye the inn khwahisho ko maine,
kist mila ke chuka paunga kya ab iss bhediya baazar me?
koi shikwa nahi tumse, tumne apna paksh sambhala
main sanyukt udyam me tha aaj bhi hamara paksh samet raha.
haa haa main jaanta hu wuske alvida ke baad wo zimmewar nahi,
kande par le liya hai maine wuska wese bhi ansh nahi.
Gila shikwa hoga kyu mujhe?
aji pal bhar me dil ki basti basai maine thi ab nibhana wuska koi farz toh nahi.
chalo alvida ye tumhara aakhri zikr meri aur se,
agli baar phir panno pe chaogi wuspe mera koi rokh nahi,
Shakhs main rahunga shakhsiyat meri nahi.

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But you were amazing ,those write-ups were beyond good.
Why did you stop writing?

I didn't stop writing.
I just stopped feeling.
I have a slate within
And you know what?
My heart is scribbled with thousands of write-ups where even my soul has no passage to.
I didn't stop writing
It's just that this world is beyond even consideration.

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