I kept chasing
you, as if
you were
a distant dream.
But dreams
are not always
dreams.
Sometimes, we have
nightmares too.

Some relations,
Glittery like a glass,
But scatter with a mild hit,
Hurt if you try to gather them back!

Others,
Last like a diamond,
Shine bright when chiseled,
Prove their worth with passing time!

कुछ रिश्ते
शीशे की तरह चमकदार होते है
हल्की चोट से बिखर जाते हैं
समेटो तो और चुभन पहुंचाते हैं.....

कुछ ताल्लुक़ात
हीरे की तरह सदाबहार होते हैं
वक़्त के साथ और निखर जाते हैं
मुश्किलों की कसौटी पे तराशे जाते हैं....

I fall in love with the flowers before they even begin to bloom
Which is why watching them wilt before they blossom
Kills me the most

last night i dreamed my memories
were lined in quills and nettles
soaking in jars of aloe
they played on underdeveloped
film stock, across slabs of barbary fig--
out in the desert
like a burning bush.

Seven cups of tea and I drank eleven
Too much maybe but it felt like heaven
So relieved to have indulged myself in a generous pour
They only smile and encourage I drink more

I think I will