loud
so loud

I cease to hear it
almost

but then
in solidity
it is here
in the throat, on the lashes

it becomes a blinking billboard
it pounds
      pounds
like a fist like a fist
        like a
wasp
like a thousand

a thousand a thousand

watching

Happiness is hard
to come by.

People who are real with you
are hard to come by.

Love is hard to come by.
True friendship

is also
hard to come by.

So it messes no sense to me
why good people

get ****** over the hardest.
Why good people

have to go through it
in the worst of ways.

I don’t understand
why people hurt them the most.

Why people are so careless
with the ones who show them

soft, gentle love.
Why people are so senseless
to the ones who make them feel alive….!

My love is winter skies,
Ice cold cheeks,
Rainy days and frozen tears

It's a series of sad songs,
The most melancholic,
But I don't mind it not being frolic

It's loosing, finding, keeping hope
Old park benches,
Not staying close

Like the future
That never comes
It's the kind that only haunts.

हवा का एक जोंका

जाने कहाँ चला गया तू, बनके हवा का एक जोंका

न मेरी आवाज़ सुनी, क्यों किसीने तुझे ज़रा भी नहीं रोका !

एक आंधी आइ, उड़ा कर ले गयी तुझे, लूट गया मेरा बहुत कुछ

एक पल भर में ही, मेरा जीवन बदल गया सचमुच !

लूटके वो ले गयी साथ तुझे, बिखर गया हमारा संसार

जीवन नैया डूब गई मझधार में ही, पहुँच पायी न उस पार

Armin Dutia Motashaw

It’s the thief if time,
Who won’t let you be mine.
Keeps stealing you away,
For most of every day.

Why do our moments go so fast,
When all I want is them to last.
Must be the thief of time
Who won’t let you be mine.