Mere Rab ke haathon ka noor toh_ Uska chehra bataata haii
Mizaaj e Ishq: #2 ~Be’daar tha main…~
Kab main tanha tha_Mujhe hosh nahi
#1. laboN pe zikr mere ho
Kaash kabhi aesi bhii _ Koii Tasbeeh meri ho Labon pe zikr mere ho _ Aur Ungliyaan teri ho
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 →
Secrets of My Diary: #6. ~Compassion~
The worst point in being sick is not that you are actually sick but that feeling which constantly haunts you for being worthless and being good for nothing; and that feeling of despair when you try to do the easiest of the things but you just can't do because you're so sick. What hurts so... Continue Reading →
Mizaaj e Ishq: #7. Ek sawaal zehen mein
The number seven now. Ten seems to be a good number. That's my enrollment no. even. Well. Nothing's ever going to stop me from doing non senses at ease. I penned this one down some time ago. I was checking my drafts today and thought this deserves a better place. Anyways. I'll leave it by... Continue Reading →
Story of a Poet: #32. ~I’ll wait for you~
Request- Read slow. Perhaps you will love it more if you tend to sing it along side. I jotted it while I was singing. Yeah! I'll wait for you. I'll wait forever. You say, "Never". I say, "Then how?". Open your heart. If not your eyes. Just see how much. There's love that lies. I... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #29. ~Its not a love story~
My first advancement with words is not what uplifts my moments of deliberations, but that which touches your beauty, your style to an extent I just can't drain away from my mind. I often feel staid upon the feeling of love; but, surely not upon love on the whole. I had tried a lot to... Continue Reading →
Strangely Friends Friendly Strangers @Photext 12
My hands are lifeless though, my eyes are still bright. Sway not away from me, until I see the light. -Saiz
Strangely Friends Friendly Strangers @Photext 9
"I wish words could express how I felt about you. But, sometimes I am glad they don't; because that will leave you in tears. And you know I can bear everything but not a drop of water pouring out of your eyes." -Saiz
Sometimes Love Is Not Enough: #1. Dad, you know I love you.
"If you don't know what's right, you have no right to say what's wrong." Dad marked me with these words when I was to leave my hometown for the first time, for further studies. "You are not a kid anymore. You have responsibilities of late as of now.", he prompted. My mind was still stuck... Continue Reading →
Strangely Friends Friendly Strangers @Photext 5
Things can't always be perfect. Perfection in a relationship means how fast you bounce back after a distress -Saiz
Secrets of My Diary: #23. ~I choose: To Think Again~
Choosing between two rights is quite easy when you are lazy enough to extract one. And choosing between two wrongs is the hardest of life's protocol. But, choosing between the contrasts of right and wrong is humanity. Sometimes I wonder a lot. I don't care if I'm fathomed by my overt thinking. I just start... Continue Reading →
Story of a Poet: #29. ~I cannot love you in return~
If you were happy Before you knew someone, You will be happy After they are gone. If you were upon your ways No matter who stays You'll win in the end From afar and unbend People love me And they expect it back, So they start hating me Think its me who lack. They never... Continue Reading →
Story of a Poet: #28. ~Let the darkness prevail~
Waking up from sleep Amidst the darkest hours of the night Always gave a disguise feeling Of what could have been lost Has lost completely in me off-coast. With that there can be no more of that Innocence of sleep. Instead all those 'ifs' and 'whys' Leave me shaken For hours into disgust In this... Continue Reading →
Story of a Poet: 26. ~The Last Day of my SCHOOL, The Last Night of that LIFE!~
'The Last Night' , I eventually sat with my books ope; Pondering continuously over the last day's hope. Suddenly I belittled my books while being on study-table, Read few endeth lastly verses as always, of corpus of my half-lived-life's fable . Made an effortless effort to lift up my favorite pen; Thoughts in my mind... Continue Reading →
