recently I had an image of myself in a dock of the courtroom belonging solely to me with no courtmen, where all the wrongs of the year were shooting bullets on me(with their true apt reasons), soft wounds and no blood. mercy and pity, the bullets had at the end. I shot myself with 100s of puzzled plays of life as the year was about to end, seeking answers from myself(which I'm really poor at),


this day Dec 31, 2024 the final day of the year, I get an answer under the open sky(the place I feel home) . And the answer is "waqt".

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guilty
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One afternoon~
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no water today, until it stops itself, the Hiccups.
I want to know the extent you miss me,
or perhaps I want you to miss me more today.

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clouds drifting fastly
moon steals the moments
and gazes upon me

and I realise for poets,
it's mere a metaphor
for love and beauty

howbeit moon, is my lover
and I, the lover of moon
I appreciate it now, solely for
being him and his beauty
no exchange of metaphors
from love to moon, moon to love

I see all its phases from
new to crescent, crescent to full
likewise he does the same
when I sob, when I smile,
under black clouds and the sky

and today it's full moon
and floating clouds drifting
helping him to play like a kid;
and I realise again, how I love
moon just for being the MOON

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you want to hear me now?
you want my answers now?

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//thou art the season of blossom
thou the reason her heart barred
thou live long, once and always
in her heartbeats to the graveyard//

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why she can't sleep now~

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\\एक आसमां अंदर बुन रही हूं\\


..........बदन को चूमती बूंदें फिर इक उम्र ताजा कर रही है
ख्यालों से उम्रदराज इंसान मैं, आज बादल टटोल रहीं हूं.....



(पूरा केप्शन में)

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गर किसी दिन मिलूं मैं तुमसे हक़ीक़त में जो, पूरी
फिज़ा समझकर मेरे होठ, तुम्हारी लकीरें चूम लेंगे।

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