Mujhko mujhse
aazaad kare
Koi aaye
mujhse baat kare-
I'm a love story that you will hide 💙
Evil~Kind
Sometimes I wonder
if evil hates himself too.
I wonder would this ever be true.
I wonder what if we've
disguised an innocent as a beast.
What if he doesn't know we call him least.
Sometimes I see him- sobbing like an abandoned child
with bruises all over his swollen eyes-
craving for affection.
I see him fighting against this jurisdiction.
I wonder if this paradox of yin/yang is really true
then perhaps evil must be kind too.
And if evil really is kind then
what we've done to him is
too immoral and not fine.-
Dear Baba,
I don't look for you
counting stars anymore
because I've found you
exactly within me,
in my eyes- sparkling like a star.
And now, I can see you when I smile 🎈
(They say I've got your eyes)-
about all the stars
I've been counting on
since the day I lost you.
Hoping you would fall,
hoping you would
come back.-