"Why do I always bear a soul?" I asked myself despite the answer was known. But, do you know?
Feels of My Death – Part I
Forgive me, oh Lord!
Strange, eh? Why ask forgiveness on a blog post and let the world know about the same? Well, let's first talk about 'forgiveness of what'.
How did you become a Poet?
How did you become a Poet? Here's why.
I feel I’m going to die
But, do I have to lose my parents for people to be a little more nicer towards me?
She Lied. For me, she died?
She lied. For me, she died? Oh, she lied that she cried. I didn't know Love. But, my heart skipped a beat whenever I heard someone even say, "I love her." Because it reminded me of you. The way you used to tell me through various ways of yours that you loved me. And that... Continue Reading →
She wasn’t back. Not anymore.
I'm not afraid to die. I'm just afraid what if I were dead and you, you didn't die a little with me.
Feels of my Vulnerability
But, it's a kind of disorder, where people could not themselves contemplate what they should do_'try once more or give up'.
Do you beg of love?
Tell them they mean nothing to you before treating them like that.
She was back. Again.
Not a love story but, a story about love. Because, Feelings do change. Memories do fade. And when life ends, 'The Heart Understands'.
Urdu Shayr #6. Jhoothe Loug
This is a two line Urdu Shayr that shows reality. *watch the video*
Muhabbat hi toh thi – Spoken Word Urdu Poetry
Here's my first video: I hope you enjoy it.
She loved the cage; not Me.
Secrets of My Diary: #1. What is Perfection?
Don't you try to be Perfect in whatever you do? Somewhere down the line, we all, some way or the other, are trying with all of our might to attain Perfection. But, the reason why no one has ever achieved perfection is: it's a moving target.
