Yunh arz kiya hai ki

Rasta-e-musafir na badla, 
Badle hai iraade beshaq magar,

Itni door aa pata chala,
Ki uss noor ke mohobbat ne diye hai kitne gile,

Ke ab haal puchte hain aap, to bhi sochte hai hum,
Ki aapko jawaab de ya salah de.

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Kuch nahi rakha inn baaton me

Kuch nahi rakha inn baaton me,
Ab wo kashish nahi rahi unn mulakaton me,
Lakeerein aakhir kahan rukti hai inn haathon me,
Jo bata de ki kyu main akela hu aisi khamosh raaton me?

Waise, koi matlab nahi inn shikayaton me,
Ab to bas thodi aur dur jaana hai aisi chahton se,
Ke jise padha tha aayaton me,
Wo ab nahi raha meri rahaton me,

Aisa lagta hai maano khokhla ho gaya hai,
Mil kar, saath baith, muskurane ka yeh silsila,
Seemti hui yaadon me shaam ki chai guzar lenge,
Arre aakhir ab parayon se kaisa gila.

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Atma-samman

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There's grief I wanna spread

There's grief I wanna spread,
Like pitch black ink spilling carelessly
on an empty white sheet,
Like when the crimson bleeds so freely
between those soft beautiful thighs,
Like there are petals waiting to unfold
but wither brown before they
bore delicate dewdrops,
Like the crumpled paper wishes to be
torn before it's tossed away worthless,

I wanna spread grief like the poet
who didn't full stopped when he should've,
who circled his own and moved it away,
changing the end to a hyperbole,
from a stop sign to a rest sign,

I wanna spread grief like I wished to know
when I was standing under a downpour,
what sunlight felt like.

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If anyone needs anyone to talk, share, convince, convey, express, rant, proclaim, explain, elaborate, inspire, describe, discuss, question, answer, narrate, confess, suggest, etc, then you can consider me and this post. No strings attached. If you're not comfortable talking publicly, then tag me in a PQ. Probably I need you too.

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Here I Am...

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Do not fall in love with people like me,
We're not the same,
but we're not so different either...

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cutting overgrown nails again and again. And I cut too deep every single time.

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'Because I don't need to remember my marrow. And why would I need to forget you? You're the ubiquitous song stuck in my head. I keep humming your tune, trying to build the aura of music around me, but then I hear the lyrics and realise - you're not my song. And I still can't forget you.'

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