Single

Are you single she asked. I couldn't decide. Yes I'm single. 

Only, I have a few dead carcasses of a past love
They smell of stale laughter

The rum will dim their voices, but they'll be back in the morning
Each buzzard pecking at my heart
Am I single if their ghosts keep me company?

Yes I'm single. If only to leave behind another carcass.
and then to rise afresh from my own ashes
while another rots
Am I single? Of course...

Rum and Coke

What I couldn’t have, hurt me so much

The lines between love and ego blurred

I was blinded by desire.

Paralyzed by passion.

I want to see you fly, but I clip your wings

I want to see you run, but I chain your heart

Lead me my love,

I am blinded by desire.

Paralyzed by passion.

Life का मुरब्बा

दिल कुछ दिनों से प्रश्न कर रहा है.....

जो उचाई हमने खुद के लिए देखि है क्या वोह हासिल हो पाएगी

वोह पागलो की तरह दर दर भटकना; दुनिया देखने का नशा जो सर पे हावी है; ज़हन की सीमाओं को पार कर उड़ने की चाह

आँखों से ज़ाहिर की हुई असीमित, अबाधित मोहब्बत

ज़िन्दगी पतन पे है....ऐसा एहसास हो रहा है. क्या यह रुकेगी?

Vagaries of a confused soul

I am going to plunge into this abyss, for I know when I emerge out of the other side there is a big blue sky waiting to be explored

I am going to walk into this darkness. I know I will be bitten. I want to know if I’ll live.

Your words prick but my desires stab. I’d rather bleed than suffocate.

A Dark poem (till I find a suitable title)

Ringa Ringa Roses, pocket full of guns

The fingers of common folk and the blood of errant nuns!

The cries of little children and the wails of battered hoes

The numbing sound of death in the twang of violent bows!!

History thou must repeat

Cuz’ we will never learn!

Thy tyrannies we await over and over

Till there’s no one left to bear the pain you inflict!!

Ringa Ringa roses, pocket full of guns

The fingers of common folk and the blood of errant nuns!

A town bleeds in silence, as its sons and daughters burn

History thou must repeat, even if it’s out of turn!!