Bearded Polymath | Poetry Feast | Spiritual Sociopath | Patient Beast
Someone asked me, "How are you so romantic? You must have been in love for long and hard. Isn't it?" I smiled and said, "No, but I have been loved a lot. And for long and hard." I wrote this one imagining how a couple would be feeling on the day of their marriage. I... Continue Reading →
Shayad kho gaya ho apna rishta_par main hun Mujhe dhundh le koii_ main harr zarf e nazar mein hun Apne daaman ki roshni badhaane ke liye Ham ghairon ki hastiyaan jalaayein kyun Jab rooh na rahi toh jism taraashein kyun Ek dil hi toh haii_Koii aur samaaye kyun Hamko unse haii ummeed e wafaa kuchh... Continue Reading →
Chaandni chaand se nahin hoti Raat taaro_n ki nahin hoti Uth raha haii ye mu'aamla fir se Haii dhuaan aagh kyun nahin hoti Jal raha haii ye dil mera kab se Haii khabar roshni nahin hoti Hun main zinda mere naseebo_n se Kyun muhazzab saba nahin hoti Hain charaagha_n muhaal dil ko mere Shama... Continue Reading →
Its not about what I write. Its about the way I write. I think. I over think. Then, I write. Meri rooh sehem si jaati haii_Jab bhi teri yaad aaye Phir na shab guzre_Na chaen aaye Na neend aaye_Na maut aaye Seher se poochh lena_Haal e talaffuz tum mere Ham bin kahe_Sunte rahe Tum bin... Continue Reading →
