16/03/2025
Scarier than the walk away at Terminal 2,
Is your cold departure in the evening—
Not a glance,
Not a second to spare.
Yet this morning, waving goodbye felt perfect.
What changed in between?
Unpopular thoughts,
some ideals I keep suffering with
& a ray of Happiness that my sun-catchers could never hold..
16/03/2025
Scarier than the walk away at Terminal 2,
Is your cold departure in the evening—
Not a glance,
Not a second to spare.
Yet this morning, waving goodbye felt perfect.
What changed in between?
12/10/2024
Dard ki Baarish mein
Hum akele hi bheege
Jab Barsi Khushiyan
Na Janey Bhir
Kaha se aa gaya
Like the days if the night spoke
Would it deceive or play fair?
21/09/2024
Plans faltered, houses fell through,
But no word from you—just silence that grew.
While days and nights crept without end,
You stayed like a guest I could not defend.
Behind the lies, behind the veil,
You twisted the truth until it turned pale.
And now you ask for things to mend,
But I am sorry, I am no Saint.
How could I know the struggles you kept?
How could I sense the tears you wept?
I am no mind reader, no prophet of fate—
I am sorry, I am no Saint.
You curse, you rage, you want me to fall,
But I stand here steady, after it all.
I’ve sent you my prayers, sent you my grace,
But still you’ve blurred the lines we trace.
So, I’ll react, I’ll speak, I’ll question why,
Your logic falters as you continue to lie.
And if you expect karma to tear me apart,
Then let it come, let it start.
I am sorry, I am no Saint,
But I won’t let your shadows taint
The home I’ve built with honesty and light,
Even if your secrets cloud the night.
I feel bad, I feel torn,
But I won’t wear the crown of thorns.
I’ll speak the truth that you’ve disguised,
And face the storm with open eyes.
I am sorry, I am no Saint.
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10/06/2024
So, I died on the mosaic floors
In the red painted walls
in the drenched kitchen
& in the creepy rooftop
that you have left unattended
I woke up from the deathbed
but it was beloved to me
much more than you ever were
The deathbed reminded me of you
kept me closer to your memories
held me tighter to embrace your faults
This weather woke me up
Soaked in water, a sudden awake
that startled the world
not happy, to be precise
they called for my death
they wished for my departure
So, I woke up today
& the world is crying
was I gone for too long?
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