यह शहर…

तूफानी बरसातों के बाद लम्बी अँधेरी रातों के बाद अड़ियल सन्नाटों के बाद जो दुआ की तरह आये यह शहर वह सवेरा है * ज़र्द चेहरों की आशा बेताब मुरादों की परिभाषा टूटते सपनों की आकांशा जो है सबका हमराज़ यह शहर वह आफताब है * भेदभाव से निजाद अनीति के खिलाफ जिहाद बरसों के…

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poem161: the wait…

it’s saturday evening I lie huddled in my blanket watch the raindrops beat against my windowpanes enjoy the sweet sound of solace but somewhere around there is a constant hum a sort of whisper a pleading that goes on to get up, escape to lose myself in the madness that’s this city quiet but not…

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घर घर में कैद हैं…

घर घर में कैद हैंमाँ की बेताबियाँ अनेक हैंबाबा की तन्हाईयाँ ढेर हैंदीदी के सपने सरफ़रोश हैं…*घर घर में कैद हैंख्वाहिशें बेचैन हैंदिल में रंजिशें खामोश हैंआपसी शिकवे हर रोज़ हैं…*घर घर में कैद हैंहसरतें बेख़ौफ़ हैंमनमर्ज़ियों का शोर हैबगावतों का शहर है…

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poem156: Beginning of an End

Is it the beginning of an end I wonder no words do justice I ponder * the 2am walk by the beach steps laden with follies the sand clings to my feet waves try to set them free * against the July winds heavy with juvenile chill my palms feel warm where they hug my…

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poem155: A Silly Love

that morning i was dazed the sky was downcast like a flower soon to fade i was up but not yet awake like a dried stream waiting for rain and upon my window sill a dainty nightingale came she sang and sang until I asked what she willed i had no room in my heart…

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poem154: under the sea…

I beat the waves push myself harder still falling deeper into black abyss a gush of water enters I can’t feel my lungs purges every bit of air until there’s nothing left struggling to keep myself afloat slowly, I lose control wait, water’s supposed to save but I’m drowning instead my hands lash my legs…

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poem151: you’re lost…

I’ve watched your footsteps etched in the mud you tread seen in them the dreams you’ve heartlessly murdered dying, gasping for breath I’ve stayed close hidden away in corners though lest your shadows reveal mine to you I’ve inhaled your breaths tired and exhausted from the coffee mugs you leave behind my world is tilted…

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poem151: The Last Breath

Long after the sun’s set I release a breath of self-proclaimed misery and let out all those dreams that couldn’t be true I let out a breath of restless hope as I prepare myself for the scarce crumbs of comfort that night brings on will I be in your arms again and cry a river,…

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