I have a habit
of not hiding my scars.
As they keep reminding me
what not to do again.-
Darkness around her eyes,
Reflects darkness around her soul.
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'Bidaai' of a girl
The only moment, when a father's soul is unbreakably strong and heartbreakingly fragile at the same time.
A Beautiful paradox, isn't it?-
"Tell me the name of my father or else I'm never gonna see your face again"!
- The daughter shouted angrily.
"I wish I knew the name of my molester too".
- The single mother stated silently.
Daughter: Numb
Mother: Cries
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In today's scenario;
Girls are dumping boys, more than they dump garbage
and,
boys are using girls, more than they use a dustbin.
And we are here expecting a 'Clean India'-
Caution !
⚠
The depth of your love today,
will determine the depth of your wound tomorrow.
So,
love wisely !-
I made a home for you,
Amidst my chest,
For you to grow and dwell,
And to have some rest.
But you stayed there like a nomad,
Only to leave in a hurry,
Now I've locked its doors,
And keys are inside, deep burried.
Now no one stays there,
There're mere shambles within,
Still, you can have a peek anytime you want,
But now, you are not allowed to get in.-
Our Generation has Evolved a new kind of
"Relation"
In which the Forever's Duration is on a continuous
"Reduction"-
It flooded your eyes.
It wrenched your heart.
It pierced your soul.
It tore you apart.
The cumbersome efforts,
The begging forgiveness,
The unbearable longings,
All lost, into nothingness!
Love, Love, Love!
"And what is it good for?"
-'absolutely nothing!'-
रम की क्या हसरत उसे,
वो अपनी ऱूह के आँसू पीता है।
उस आशिक़ की बेबसी का तूम्हें क्या अंदाज़ा?
जो अब गज़लें भी अश्को से लिखता है...
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