*******, moments are spelled,
Practically, THE THEORY failed.
She's lying on the heavenly bed,
I meant She's near around dead.
Fluid forced, flooring of her vein,
She's breathing like artificial rain.
I found her when she rose in the case,
In those days I was busy winning the race.
Now, I'm running out too far, to the betelled,
She left me a note, I think, it has to be settled,

The Note:)

When we lost together, we can not be found,
If I'm lost alone, it will always be a remound.
#thought

Amidst the moon's tranquil glow,
echoes of a cacophony reverberate flow.
intertwining chaos with serenity,
In this delving juxtaposition of security.
I find solace in the harmony of contradictions only,
embracing the tumultuous symphony of my life's journey.
#thought

वो थी सुबह, सुर्ख-ऐ-लाल,
उनका यूँ मिलना भी, था कमाल.
बातें तो चल रही अब भी, आसमानी रंगों सी फिलहाल,
मुकम्मल हुआ भी तो क्या? सिर्फ इश्क़ के 'बाल की खाल.
#thought

Is,
that fair to me?
Burn me,
to your heart's-content.
But,
only this much praise has to be set.
Please,
don't strip me down to my Shroud sheet.
#thought

If I have any relationship with my God,
Maybe, Is it my fear?
In the shadows of suffering,
My beliefs and hopes stand as an unwavering pillar.

A God who does not see darkness,
But, it has given light to our souls?
In the coloured threads' existence, where shadows dance,
A God, blind to darkness, brightest upon us a radiant chance.
Through the corridors of life, where sorrows may take a toll,
It gifts our souls with light, a beacon for every troubled soul."
#thought

The moon's soft, silken glows,
A canvas painted, that gently flows.
A whispering wind, his weaves untold,
In the nature's embrace, a story unfolds.
#though