To, Another unstable soul... Dear, If you are... Wandering here and there... And wanna gain steadiness.... You can hold my hand... You will be always... welcomed by Me
i breathe around the unstable zephyrs of nothingness where the poems are dipped in abyss and hold on a soul that doesn't blooms even in spring. the nameless memories which linger on my skin refuse to fade away even for a while. i crafted the image of you which resembles a mirage similar to our memories. and an aching heart doesn't ache anymore as it lives in the voids which outgrew of the ephemeral love we made in springs.
Ek jawab se nikal kar dusre sawal mai fas jati hu..zindagi jee kar bhi maut se rishta nibha jati hu.. Hai najane kaisi kashmakash zameen-o-asmaan ki..aarambh hu iski magar anth tak kabhi pahunch nahi paati hu..