Ever looked in her eyes?
She's hopelessly in love with you.
But she'd never confess.
What if you break her heart too?
Ever read between the lines?
She tries to convey her affection.
But she'd never speak up.
What if it ruins the connection?
Ever listened to her favorite song?
She means every word of it.
But she'd not dedicate it to you.
What if you ruin her bit by bit?-
Our humor didn't but our opinions
matched when we first spoke.
Maybe, maybe it all made sense
because the ice finally broke.
Sunset, waves and the sandy beach
brought our psyches as close as an oak.
Darkest of the secrets were let out,
yet no judgments were made or thought.
Trembling fingers were clasped together,
for the moment our souls were trying to sought.
And our lips wrote a beautiful sonnet,
everyone around us melted into naught.
Reminding ourselves of our realities,
we came, we met and we left.-
humans treated fellow humans as humans. If criticising becomes a seldom thing and appreciation is practiced more often.
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a breath struggling
in our lungs
let's give up trying
and drown ourselves
in the dungeon of
the intimidating ocean
where the moonlight
or the wicked won't reach us
and we will breathe again
ending the devastation.-
breathing through your souls and giving heavy lungs a sigh of relief.
Coming home feels like
feeling alive and kicking and snapping your fingers at survival.
Coming home feels like
hoping to stand more courageous and proud.
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Maut muqammal hai janaab.
Ek adhoora ishq, ek adhoora waada,
Inhi se nijaat naamumkin thehri!-
She'll set you free in the wild.
Out of compassion.
Out of conviction.
For she knows she belongs there too.
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Dear Wouldn't-be-parents-in-law,
I wish you'd have met me in person only then you'd have realized why did your son fell in love with me. May be then you'd have, for once, thought beyond Hindu-Muslim.
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Oh beloved!
Promise me you'll step out of your monochrome.
For I've dreamt of a prism for you.
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"Suna hai mohabbat ka itna sa fasaana hai,
simte toh hum asar faile toh zamaana hai."-