Monday, October 31, 2011

summer

May be there are people who love the rain
but i love to walk in the sun

Sometimes its too hot
and i sweat a lot
every step becomes a pain
and my feet often hurts


I remember old summers
when she used to walk beside
we used to walk beneath the shades
of trees and unborn dreams



Saturday, October 29, 2011

regular coffee

Everyday
after my regular coffee
at three in the evening
I spend five minutes thinking about her

the coffee often tastes bitter
though i add lot of sugar


Wednesday, October 26, 2011

उसकी ख़ामोशी में
खुद को तलाश रहा हूं मैं 

न जाने किस नुक्कड़ में
मेरी मुलाकात
उसकी रूह से हो जाये 
या मेरी जिंदगी की परिभाषा 
पानी से घुल जाये 

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

The way she wants it

Its because she wanted the silence
I killed the sun and
made the whole world sleep
to the tune of the fading moon light

Its because she wanted me to move away
I dug a hole deep enough
to jump across to the nether world and
locked myself behind a broken mirror

today when she needs nothing
i look at myself, not knowing



Monday, October 24, 2011

what you ask is what you get

what you ask is
what you get

A little rain
a little sunshine
a little damp winter

She wanted dreams
then more dreams
then silence
then more silence
now more distance

All i ask is
little smile
glow in the eyes
for






Sunday, October 23, 2011

how i shooed away my sleep forever

every wednesday
i would travel a thousand kilometer
in a rickety bus
to listen to her
complain about
her dreams
her friends
her job
her everything

she would always ask me
if i was sleepy
and i would always answer no
though my eyelids weighed heavily
in dew drop laden sleep
the mushy cutie sleep
the soft walking sleep
the lovely fragile sleep
the envious little sleep







If I could see her one last time

As death danced before me
in my dreams
holding my hand
All I wanted was
to see my lady love
one last time

There are people
who would plead with death
to save their life
or ask for devils pact
All I wanted was to see her
one last time

I remembered a night
when we talked of plans
to go and meet a death cheater
she probably knew, if this day comes
All I will ask is to see her
one last time

We had booked a car
she had told nobody
we joked about death
as we sat side by side

Saturday, October 22, 2011

Everything about you is beautiful


Your smile, your eyes and your lies

remember the nights
we used to talk for hours
you used to say take care of me