My heart is in fire of despondency
Seed sowed of pain and poignancy
Where to bury the tears of this endless misery
How to erase the imprints of the heart's foolery
Whom to trust to walk in the city of blinds
Confidants with a tattled tongue and black minds
Deception, deceit, detraction is what inside grinds
Trust and lies stays here hidden and intertwined
Debarred from happiness and contentment
Accustomed to the sufferings and resentment
Day by day the known truth betrays
Inch by inch the carnal mesh decays
Till then waiting for the blue moon in the grays.

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//Firefly & The Broken Castle//

She's the demented firefly
Burns in the aesthetics of ambre
Burns to shine in the sky
Her limit is the sky, limitless
Blazing blue azure sky
With the strokes of fuchsia
Blended in auric aura of golden hour
Alone, cold and sheltered in mess
Mess high as the untouched blue yonder
Scrapping the sky with mighty wonder
Shades of grayscale too grey to be covered with hues
Creeks all around like the vintage muse
His heart synonymous to the broken castle

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Locks with the keys lost.
Caged in the slumber of long exhaust.

Exhausted of secrecy not privacy.
Weeping the tears of a fallacy.

Prophecy of returning back.
Is it true like your efforts ?
Lies wrapped love gifted in a sack.

Cloudy skies full of stars
despondency, poignancy, the undefeated wars.

What wishes did I sow?
Harvests pain and sorrow is what I burrow.

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It's tormenting when you search out
Find no one around you.
It's so heartrending when you unfold your hands
Find no one to hold you.
The whole world seems a lie when you open your eyes
Find everyone deceiving you.
What if what not doesn't work ever
when the truth is right there waving at you.
Where to bury the heart
when your soul is in fire
mind turned into a graveyard
what more death do you conspire.
Feel my agony, behind a carnal mesh
The clean bones crying in the dark raw flesh.

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Why those cold eyes stare at me for an enclosure?
Why I feel safe and home when you're near?

Is this the distance that constrains
our soul to intertwine?

Or Is this the cosmos in your eyes
that acts like a bottle of wine?

Why this adrenaline rush?
Why this pinkish blush?

Why my heart pounds?
Why my legs ain't on ground?

Are you anywhere near?
Or far from my insecurities and fear?

Did I lost myself in you?
Or did you just found me in you?

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क्यूं अब हम न हम हैं
और तुम बस तुम ही हो।
अगर हम में तुम होते
तोह फिर ये उम्र भर का ग़म न होता ।
खुले आँखों के वह सपने
यूं हकीकत में सामिल से होते
अगर तुम और मै, हम होते ।
यूं बेसब्री से तुम्हारा इंतजार ना रेहता
ये फासले दर्मियां अगर कम न होता
तोह क्या पता कितने ही हम दुर होते ।
पर ना जाने अब तुम कितने क़रीब हो के
आखों के सामने हो तब भी दुर ही लगते हो
सामने से देखो तब भी नजरअंदाज करते लगते हो ।
क्यूं अब बस मैं रही?
और तुम कहीं खो से गए हो।
हकीकत में आओ के खयालों में यूं गुम से गए हो।
प्यार से देखो बस खुली आंखो से नहीं
ना ज़्यादा बोलते हो, ना अक्सर सुनते हो
क्यूं अब तुम ऐसे बदल से गए हो।
और क्यों अब हम न हम हैं
और बस तुम, तुम ही हो ?

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In crisp wintry aurora
My intricately knitted warm afghan.
White afghan purled with ardor
Pearly and snowy, redolent of your smell
Unstained of impurities of this world.

Curling me up amidst the chilled winds
Enveloping me from all the lights that blinds
The vision of far sighted blooming sakura.

White afghan lies crimped in wardrobe
Watching seasons passing by with the flight of time
Waiting to be unfolded in the steaming midsummer.

My white afghan more often waits for you.
All day staring out the window, you to come.
To lavish all the splendid time together.

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// You and I //

You the peace of my bleeding heart
solace of my chaotic mind
I resonate with your every depart
touch of midas to a nomadic blind.

You the ocean of unfathomed feelings
wave of my midnight moon.
I disturb your stillness with my silver linings
stillness in your disturbed lagoon.

You the dawn emanating from the gloom
Samael of my incessantly perilous night.
I the dusk of your flashing doom.
the darkness that travels along the light.

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What have I lost and what I have gained?
My life was all a desert, never enough rained!


Storm of chaos and cyclone of obscurities
Stirring deep inside the ocean of insecurities.

Eyes that behold love and laughter
Cryout in the name of hatred, thereafter!

Blooming glooms in the garden of despondent
Tearing apart, nictophiles silently lament.

Pains and suffering of my life seams everday a new story.
Those pages were inked again as it eventually lost the glory .

Behind the bars of cage there beats a tiny heart
Effortlessly it never fades , just like an art.

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Creepers crawling inside out my heart
Leeches clinging to my veins and arteries
Pumping out all the blood and poison intertwined
Spilling out the inks of resentment through those eyes
Crying aloud mellifluously amidst the beautiful stars
Stars breaking in a row and moon melting into wax
In the heat of pain and agony scattered in the air 
Lungs burning up in the flame of melancholy 
Incarnating into sombered ashes , pale and wan
That resembles the soil in my garden.
Left barren for years growing branched thorns.
The branched thorns embellished with tiny flowers at top. 
Flashes the memories of consoling lies and vows 
Made to be broken and cleared out like those thorns. 

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