Happiness is a ‘State’ of mind, which largely depends on the ‘Capital’…!!!

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Stress is like the air
You will feel it everywhere
How I wish to be choked…!

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Juggle

My inner peace’s been juggling
Between the two edges of life
One is like a knife
Razor sharp
That is reality
The other one is
A flat surface
With a space to stand on it
This one is the world
I created inside my mind
When I fall on the sharp edge
I feel victimised
I feel hurt
And when I fall on the flat edge
I feel threatened
I feel scared
How I wish
To be stuck between
The space separating
The two edges
That dark and empty place
Where I’d just fall,
Fall and fall…
No surface to reach on
That vacuum
Feels like nothing,
Nothing at all…

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Not all problems come with a solution.
Some come with
bigger problems than before.
How foolish of us
to simply waste time
in finding the solutions.
We are the fool.
Life’s been like that.
Making a fool out of us
by believing in so many
unnatural things.
Death is the nature
and life’s merely a series of
some random events,
just like I prefer to call it as -
“Asymmetrical swirls of events!”

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You think of me
As your future
I think of you
As my present
Oh yes a present-
Shabbily wrapped
In a distance from me,
In a distant future.
What did we do
In our past?
What did we do to get this
Lying in this stone cold bed
Draped in a crinkled
Sheet of our unspoken desires
Under the behemoths of our egos
Only to face each other
From a distance
But no where to look at.
We are the maniacs honey
By definition
You are apprehensive
And I’m in desolation.
Past lives didn’t matter
Present is unpleasant
And the future is obscured.
Oh Darling, We’re just one kiss away
From Death and Chaos!

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रात यूँ ही बीत गयी
और फिर सवेरा हो गया
आँखें एक पल को भी ना मूँदी
और, रतजगी का फिर एक फेरा हो गया!!

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एक अरसा हुआ, फ़ुरसत के दो पल नहीं देखे,
मसरूफ़ियत-ए-जहाँ में वक़्त थोड़ा मुख़्तलिफ़ हो जाया करता है!!

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एक रास्ता था
और तन्हाई थी
फिर तुम आये
और रुसवाई थी
हमें तो अपनों ने ही लूटा
ग़ैरों में कब इतनी हिम्मत आयी थी…!

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I’m not gonna be on the trusting ladder going forward.
I’ll be on my sceptic pavement from now on walking with the distrust and always be watchful.

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Under the moon light
Over the earth
Where the light
has a dearth
I feel a presence
In form, the most quintessence
Unseen but known
Silent with a creepy tone
Yes, there it is
Moving with a whizz
Beneath the lamp post
There, I see my ghost…

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