Dated

In her every gesture is a sign of some other thing,
As in her love transpires doubts of some other thing.

Lord, she has not and will not understand me talking.
Give her another heart or give me some other language.

Are those brows what propel that fetching gaze?
An arrow is fixed, but perhaps there is some other bow.

When you are in the city, what grief is there to us?
If we can make it to market, we can buy some other life.

Indeed we were dab hands breaking graven images,
But as we last, our way is blocked by some other stone.

Heart’s-blood boils and I would spill it completely
If to scatter the pure blood I had some many other eyes.

I die at that sound, my head would fly away from me,
But let me hear her tell my scourge, “Try some other blows.”

People are fooled that a world-burning sun rises
Each day as I air out some other hidden wound.

I would live a bit, if I gave not my heart to you.
If I die not, I would cry out here some other days.

A stream or a scream wells up when it finds no way.
If my nature is blocked, I find some other fluency.

Sometimes

sometimes this should happen..
there is an endless sea, its a full moon night
and you come..
sometimes this should happen..
the angels meet, they speak about you
and you come..
sometimes this should happen..
when this soft tender cool breeze
passes your house, it steals your fragrance
and brings it to my house
sometimes this should happen..
every party is lonely, nobody is with me
and you come..
sometimes this should happen..
this cloud bursts and rain pours
just like my heart, even your heart thirsts to meet
and you leave from your house..
sometimes this should happen..
there is lonliness in my heart, drops of rain fall
and you come..
sometimes this should happen..
there is an endless sea, its a full moon night
and you come..

Title

no friends or enemies, your city is strange.
the love we had was our passion, this separation is our destiny..
whom should I ask to give me company, everyone is carrying a cross on their shoulder..
whose face can I read here, is there anyone who is so close to me here?
I look at you and wonder, are you a love or a lover.

College was like High School

lose someone who, caught a glimpse of
down a school corridor, is like
a mirror in which you’ll see reflected
yourself as nothing but pure love…

and when you meet her then, it’s just as if
you meet love – and a modesty almost uncertain:
as if she had been bestowed the awesome gift
of a part of sun and sunlight, and told,
bestow this wisely…

warmth, and light, and beautiful humility –
even your great talent – I recall
a rare and radiant press review
where you improvised on

and when asked why you never built
upon that boost, you said with typical
serious thought, well people don’t seem
to be interested in that sort of thing…

 

Nightingale

wasnt  what we had pious
as you said it was biased
you were an ambient fool
bricked under sins of cheat
what mother will he call
she too is someones doll
kept wet eyes and numb hands
because he was buried in badlands
why am i not with you
tell me there is nothing to undo

time didnt walk with him so what
yet hair turned grey so what
what love did he spoke
he says it by cigarettes smoke

his care , with everything she had
it was turning him mad

carrying in his sad heart
she kept him as a spare part

Speak for those who cant cry
because their life was a tie”

Blades of grass

“My view looking at the glass changed

Nothing changed from the yesteryears where did I scream

What would it be to called as free.

Wonders did life in treating me well

Bad to worst 

Worst to hateful

I was too young to understand the scream

So I took the time and I being going on”

Life has always been faithful to those who bow down to actuality.

Remembering something

” Woh tarz-e-ishq farmate rahai aur hum 

Unki ankho Mai ansoo dekhte Rahe 

Kya is shidat wali Reh guzar Mai 

Ek insaan ki MAUT hai 

Kya MAUT azaab hai ki rehayi

Waqt Allah he tha , Rahe GA par ashiq aur 

Ashiqi na rahegi”

She and her love.

She was naive

She was frumpy

Was she done

By all  being frowzy
She was my love

But she loved someone

Was I bad

No she said
Wasn’t I define

All he ever crunched

His life was mess

Her life was a test
For her he was lifeless ,ugly and a lier

For him she was life ,beauty and shade of truth

He screamed all night love just to say

That His love isn’t dieing  but then he was at the brink of death.

He burned his existence to satisfy her soul

But lord had plans 

While screaming he said

I take her sins ,now I am ready for my hell.

She just wants to be beautiful

She seeks no attention

He had image sculpted by the sculpture.

Cut him and let him bleed

There is a hope for some way in the dark.
No sacrs you are beautiful

Her things.

Was she out her mind

Don’t think I can’t bettray

Nothing is so good

So,you come back as if I turned it your hood

Nails scratching I’m defined

Stars on my heart

Scars on my body 

Taking me to heaven

Was she from hell

No matter what she says 

She always did drastic things

I love the pain 

Like the way we are

I tend to create the picture 

When she calls her name half

I consider us together when we ain’t together

No matter what I see and how I look

She always tends to walk off

Why am I shivering, are those drugs

But veins filled of love buy me her drug

Am I how bad things are like

Only I wanna do good things to you

I had a dream ,walking in the gallery

We ain’t seeing eye to eye

Now I don’t wanna know where have you been and where you have to go

Who had your dark side of the pain

It ain’t me

Like you whiskey neat.

Nothing is that bad.

I only wanna do bad things to you
Nothing’s that bad
If it feels good
So you come back
Like I knew you would
And we’re both wild
And the night’s young
And you’re my drug
Breathe you in ’til my face numb
Drop it down to that bass drum
I got what you dream about
Nails scratching’ my back tatt
Eyes closed while you scream out
And you keep me in with those hips

While my teeth sink in those lips 
While your body’s giving me life
And you suffocate in my kiss
Then you said

I want you forever
Even when we’re not together
Scars on my body so I can take you wherever
Like I want you forever
Even when we’re not together
Scars on my body I can look at you whenever

I can’t explain it
I love the pain
And I love the way that your breath
Numbs me like novocain
And we are
Always high
Keep it strange

Ok, yeah, I’m insane
But you the same
Let me paint the picture
Couch by the kitchen
Nothin’ but your heels on
Losing our religion
You’re my pretty little vixen
And I’m the voice inside your head
That keeps telling you to listen to all the bad things I say
And you said

I want you forever
Even when we’re not together
(I want you wherever)
Scars on my body so I can take you wherever
Like I want you forever
Even when we’re not together
The way we love, is so unique
And when we touch, I’m shivering
And no one has to get it
Its Just you and me never
Cause we’re just living
Between the sheets

Those Eyes

This world, night and dwelling is false
My pain is the truth
Our relation is like a mirage

The feet that had promised
To walk beside in every breath,
Now divide breaths
Wet eyes that used to see her fanticies,
Those eyes are crying on being alone again

Breath is surprised,
Heart is tensed
Why is my soul growing frail?

Why has hope lost to despair?
Why is there a storm of pain in my heart?

Eyes were the stars of the sky,
Those eyes are breaking in eclipse
Eyes that used to heat under the sunlight,
Those eyes have stopped and are looking for shade