Is it?
You can't be anything of anyone's,
because you never want to love yourself;
you don't feel good and happy about yourself
somewhere.
So?

You won't love anyone with devotion truly!?
You commit to your words and work , but
at end of the day you would still
feel incomplete.

Isn't it?
You ran away.
You are running, getting exhausted, still running,
in search of an answer, still undiscovered;
its making you mad, confused,
you are losing your sense and sanity.

Isn't it?

You are watching and living it.
How and where its taking you?

You just want to live it until you die.
I can see. I can feel.

Do you want me to live with it?

रंजिश के बहाने ही सही
उस ज़ालिम दिल में आपने बसाया
है कुछ दर्द,
हमसफ़र से जुड़ा
हो तुम खफ़ा, ना चाहते थे होना जुदा ।

बिखरे ज़ज्बातों के दरमियाँ ,
कशमकश के दायरों से घिरा हुआ
मन मेरा ...
चंद अल्फाज़ो से हम उन्हें बयाँ न कर पाए
कि बना लिया है हमने
एक आशियाना
एक हसीन दुनिया
जिसमे बोये हैं हजारों ख्वाहिशें
इंतज़ार में है हम उस लम्हे का
जब देंगे आप दस्तक
आहटें तो गूँज रही है
आपके आने का
कैसे शुरुआत करे हम जाहिर करना अपना हाल
शायाद गुफ़्तगू के बहाने ही सही
पर इस कायनात में कुछ अजीब दसतूर भी है
यहाँ पल पल बेहाल हो चले हम और
कहीं चल दिए आप
अपने लिखी अफ़सानों की तलाश में |

The mermaid smiled again; danced; laughed
flowed again...fall in love again.

He..She..They
Dragged me out of the defeat
I accepted; my undesirable fate.
                                                                                                                                
Black I became.
NUMB

Chaotic cacophony of emotions gushing
through veins not blood.
Mirage reality of my passionate love broke.
feelings shattered as broken mirrors of faith.

Red I became.
All gone

Alas! It was Ice
melted...stayed...evaporated .

This dry rose and these yellow pages
are the proofs of my romantic life.Once,
I thought it would stay alive & young for ages.

I remember that dark street
down across my lane.
I can't figure out how that meet,
turned me from sane to insane.


This poem can be read in reverse order also from end to beginning or vice versa.

Once I was asked this question. I gave a thought upon it. It took me so much time to figure out, I think I was correct on what I was thinking , then I was like no maybe I would never be able to figure out.
Then a voice came from inside. It said , "I am fragile" .

My tears of conscience

She flickers with vibrations of mighty fear.
She is shy as well as shameless.
She possesses multiple split personas.
She is confused yet complicatedly simplified.
She is fluid and heavy as mercury.
She craves for attention, but sometimes wants to live in suspension.
She is immortal still dies for nirvana.