But for me  ...
Its always the same ...
No Matter what I do ....
In the End Everything  
Remains  the same.

I  came out
From my  House
Saw many Doors.
Some were Open
Some were Locked
Some were Small
Some were Large
Sone were Broad
Some were Narrow.
Some were Inviting
Some were Repulsive.
It was very cold out there
Had to go somewhere.
Knocked on some
Welcomed by some
Thrown out by some
Came back to my own
Back to where I belonged.

What is yours will always be ...
There is nothing otherwise to see ...
Those who backstab will also face ...
Time and Again I have won the race...
For decades I have been very quite
I Swear you have still not seen my might.
Dont ever challenge me again
For I can also play the game
and  make you insane.

Instigated by Anger
Fuelled by Jeleously
Burn Endlessly

Green Garden with a Sump.
Had this old Water Pump.
The Garden Needs Water.
The Pump Needs Power.
One Day  during a Blackout.
The Garden Cried.
The Pump Nearly Died.

Silence followed by Silence
Absolute  horrifying ambience.
The Truth was just revealed.  
Relationship just got sealed.

Your Eyes looked endlessly
without a mask.
Searching for the answers
Questions yet to ask.

Pleasure follows Pain
Nothing to Gain
Now Going Completely Insane.

Full Moon
Late Night
Lustful Mood
Desperate.


Protection Misplaced
Search Begins
Finally Found
Happy and Relieved

Importance Given.
Gentle Handling.

Fun Starts
Happiness Prevails
Loud Cries
Satisfied.  

Finally Thrown Away ......

I wonder about my Thirst..
which does not quench.  
It becomes extremely difficult
when I am holding a full glass of water.
But cannot even take a sip from it.

Its been long since
I have been moved.
At the Right Time
I am made to groove.
Not that I could not
Handle the Lot.  
Altogether a different thing
to confront you without any Strings.

GIVE  and then take.

Late Night Conversations
End up with Headaches
At times Heartaches.

Curly Hair Streaks.
Lovely Cheeks.
Mischievous Eyes
Truth in Disguise.
Silent Lips.
The Beat Skips.
Endless Smile
Your **** Style.

Late Evening ...
Always Smiling ...
Nails Biting....
Secretly Admiring.
So Relaxing.
So Exciting.

For I once asked him.  
Why is it that I am all alone too  
He smiled back and replied
“ Son you dont need anyone.
You are Unique.  
You came for a Different Purpose.  
Find the Same if not as yet.  
And when you find it.  
You will be all and contended.“.

Woh Baataau ki Baat Khuch Alaag hi thi.
Jab Hum aur Aap Ek Dusrai sai baat kartai.

Phir  Masrufee ka aaya woh Daur.
Baataai huwi sirf telephone par.  

Jaisa Waqt Guzurara Gayaa
Lafz awaaz sai screen par utar aayai.  

Aakhir mai aisa bhi waqt aa hi gayaaa
Jab Likhai huwai alfaas ban gaya  ajeeb sai emojis.  

Ab yeh dekhna hai ki aaagai kya hauta hai ?

Delayed Response
Always Busy
Low Priority
No Trust.
Move On..

In the quest for permanent relationships.
I forgot that this life is temporary.  

Everything has a validity
Depending on its credibility.

Keep on Joining them.
Some Here ...
Some There ...
Everywhere...

For I have learnt an Important Lesson
Not to empower anyone ever again.
No matter how much you do for them.
In the end they always hurt  us again.

Honest Intention  is far from being appreciated
Everyone  now is laughing on me.  
So many decades  of my Belief System.  
Always  broken by these kind of people.

For now I will just wait and watch thee.
As I can no longer trust anyone but me.

Fire Started
Another One to Extinguish it.
Earth Burns.

The Source is the same.
The Destination is the same.
The Composition is same.
The Requisitions are the same.
The Emotions is same.
The Expressions are the same.
Yet we all Fight ...
What a Shame.  What a Shame.

Falling here and there
Some go down the Drain
Some fill the Lakes again.

Trust me you dont Trust me.

Your Silence is broken when
You remember me
Only for some work.

Aroma Stimulates
Smile Accelerates
Words Ignites.
Soul Flares
Body Burns.

I sweep the dirt on the floor ...
    To see my reflection furthermore.
A Storm comes without restrain.
     Making the floor ***** again...

End my life they Say.
So very Easy
Experiance Pain they have not.

Bas itna hi faraaq hai
Pehli **** kau zakhmi kartai
Aab Zehen Kau.

Tears in her Eyes
Smile on her Face
She make me complete

As if those straight long hair
was not enough
That you had to color them
to make it more graceful.  

As if those deep Eyes
were not enough
That you had to put Kohl
to make it more Ravishing.  


As if those oval Nostrils
were not enough
That you had to wear that nose ring
To make it more exquisite.  

As if that Smooth Neck
was not enough
That you had to now wear that Delicate necklace
To make it more irresistible.

Main Woh Hu
Jau Har Roz Zindagi sai Pistaaa Hai.
Main Woh  Hu
Jau Har Waqt  Sauchtaa Hi Rehta Hai.
Main Woh  Hu
Jau Kadva Sach  Bolnai Sai Darta  Hai.
Main Woh  Hu
Jau Khamoosh  Kiya Jata Hai.
Main Woh  Hu
Jau Gham mai bhi Muskurata hai.
Aakhir mai Ek Sawaal Yeh bhi Aataa hai ki
Main Kaun  Hu ?

Water takes  its own time
for Boiling
so does Milk.
Ultimately they both go
in the same Cup.

Whenever I was sad
Whenever I was hurt
Whenever I was ignored
Whenever I was beaten
Whenever I was low
There was this small Corner
Where I would always go
Speak my heart out
Silently Cry till my
Tiny Tears would Dry.
Would then go to
Just come back.

In a Garden full of Roses.
One Rose was mercilessly plucked.
The Beauty of the Garden still remains.

When I was born.  
I was sharp and long.
Would communicate so well.
So smooth was my Journey.
across the pages so lovely.  
As time passed by
I became slow  and blunt.
Life was treating me unfair.
The pages would also tear.
Then came in the Sharpner
and Sharpened me again.

Spoken from my heart
Listen thru my soul.
And then get Rejected.

Tired as I wanted to be Tired.  
Angry as I wanted to be Angry
Sad as I wanted to be Sad
Now having doing all that
Happy as I now want to be Happy.

Remove the darkness
to get the Light .....

No matter what we do for them
No matter how much we care
In the end they always backstab.

Being Spoon Fed.
Being Dependent.
Loosing Emotions was not enough
That we are now slowly loosing our Intelligence as well.

Traffic less Roads
Thoughts Over Speed.
Awesome Weather
Beautiful Music
No Destination

Rotating Sphere of Energy
Revolving all around me
Giving me all that I want
My life is like a single font.

Wanted to communicate
But was so Empty Inside
So  I kept Quite .....

Wanted to excel in Academics
But took my teachers word
that I was average.


Wanted to take part in Sports
But was sick ,weak and lethargic.

Wanted to make new Friends
But could not talk to them
Out of fear and Rejection.

I was a loner till the end ...
Just wished I could amend.

I sweep the dirt on the floor ...
    To see my reflection furthermore.
A Storm comes without restrain.
     Making the floor ***** again...

Ab bas bhi karau

Mujhe aur us nazaar  
sai mat daikhau.

**** tau pehli sai hi tadaap rahi thi
Ab Ruh bhi tadap rahi hai.  

Ab Bas bhi Karau.

Mujhe ab khuch
bhi na kahau.

Awaaz tau meri pehli sai bandh thi
Ab Dil kai Dadkanai band hau raha hai.

Ab Bas bhi Karau.

For Decades I am Silent ...
Not that I cannot Speak ...
Not that I cannot Fight Back...
Not that I cannot debate ...
But only because
I value My Time &
Certain Relationships which
I value more than my Life.

In a small workshop
Nuts and Bolts in a Box.
So Happy together.
Then came the Fitter
Dropped the Box.
Gathered All
Except for One Nut.  
For He was Lost
Under the Rack.
So Alone So Sad.
Every day ...
He Patiently waits
When the Fitter will
Drop the Box Again ....

Different Cars.
Different Speeds.
Different Lanes.

Same Destination.