there's rhythm
in your fall.

your defeat is so graceful.

--- like a poem

these days.
i don't talk much.
my words. have dried.
and are crumbled like leaves.

(unless written)

--- i write.

my heart has enough tears.
to not let me. drown.

--- azaadi

take care.
cause you are the one
who lives so beautifully.
for you.

fall. die. bloom.
but live in yourself.

i had kept.
those cute gaps. between
the words of our poem.
to hold you in my arms.
and hide in them. forever.

your hatred. and my tears.
widened them. and widened
us too.
to never even visit.
the poem. we built together.
again .

--- hair

the greatest joy. is in winning.
in spite of.
not failing . to be yourself.

love-letters.
those loved letters.
i loved letters.

in my flow.
it doesn't break barriers.
but the water itself breaks.
into poems. immortal.

--- flow

does the world
reside in your eyes?
and i live outside it?
cause whenever i
see into them,
neither do i find
sorrow. nor love. nor hatred.
for me.

i see indifference.
as if unknown to the gravity
of your world.
i am.

watch your step
before you fall.

this heart.
has already been
dug into open graves.
where dead moments. live.
take your time.
to give me blanks. to heal.
fill your mind.
breathe.
and then jump

to this love.
that will be waiting
to embrace you.

--- to the newcomer

one day
i will be so good.
that the stars i look upon
this night. will descend to
my hands themselves.
and in the distance they cross.
to reach me. i will expand to
a height gracefully.
i have always dreamt of.

there will be stories
behind each inch of those
height and distance.
which i will never confide.

instead i would just smile.
like i have always done.
and finally say to myself
'you have reached. congrats.'

--- happiness. of their descent.

my poems
are illegal children
of a science student.

--- physics. but poems.

there has been growth.
in this fall into graveyards.

(ways of dying)

from gospel of mind.
fakira.

the mirror questions your whereabouts?

be mine.
just for a night,

o' peace!

in both the stations.
i found anonymity.
one. in love.
another in strength.

--- tired. of 12/9/17

how would it be.
if my home had been. in the claw
of a sparrow ?
the bag. three rooms.
music. and me.
there --- so tiny. yet free.

---- how would it be?

i fear to erode from myself.
the roots are brittle now.
it has been old.
since my birth. to my fall.
and bloom again in esteem.
it looked like home.
the closest home. near me.

// i lived in me.

hardly do i encounter days.
which don't
turn a teacher.

--- mind

your mind is the
most successful entity.
it has reached places
that your life.
can't even imagine.

let's die.
into a life tonight.

when the whole world sleeps.
my flower. compete trees.
and win each night.

--- mind

i am hate.
i stay in your heart.

gift me a night. if you can.
the one i see in your eyes.
when. you are happy
in pain.

you.
were born from
the love of
two winters.
flower.
a wildflower.
of cold

you're.

for even a flower.
a bud is better.

for the fact that. how beautiful it be.
growing. is growing to death.

--- you can't erase end.

the closest home near you. is you.

let there be.
no body
for peace.

just me, you.
this air.
and absence.

--- home calling.

me. my gaps. and fullstops.
words ?
me. i said.

(poem)

poem is my place.
i win there. each day.

(worth)

there is a gulit.
of not doing the thing
you never wanted to do.

and doing the thing
with which this soul
sleeps as lovers.

--- of confused choices.

this life is but a struggle
to become.
poetry
someday.

i will read a poem.
for him. one day.
the man
who writes. for all.
to death. to jesus.
to winds within.

i will write for him.
after the ink ends.
after the want sleeps.
to reason. again.
there's no need.

--- stop. 9/9/17

i smell of roses
in my wasteland.

--- hope

i don't know, how soft looks like.
since heartbreak.

--- strong

you are the greatest.
expedition. of all earth.

be the vagabond
of yourself.

help me drown
into this
rise of self.

--- reincarnation

the white coat's a fake.
the charcoal still
absorbs
and burns.

--- my heart

maybe the world had been planning
since billion years.

to bring me born one day.

meteor showers.
big bang. breaking stars.
were all designed.
such that i could take birth.

in events. they conspired my birth.
to time. they wrote my coming.

(you never know)

there have been.
deadbodies.
and graveyards.
all along.
in the battle inside.

--- clot

behind the doors
in the thaw, fire sets in.
like dew, these tears
speak so mild. of mercy.
to let go. to quit.
there are winds within
and storms that these
lungs exhale.
of mess, to atoms,
this walk destines to abyss.

the stories. of miles.
are cutters.
they cut my body.
and spit my soul to corners.
never to come back maybe.

calm, i am.
a land of wait.
wait. wait till i quit quitting
the sense of living.
wait till my time comes,
which i will create. breaking clocks.
breaking clocks of mortals.
of minds and boredom.

wait till breath accumulates
to burst into rebellion
against self. against you.
for keeping yourself down.
to bear stares and clouds.
demons will face demons.
of goodness they will be.
of life. of height which i make.

bring a pair of necks.
to see me stands again that day.
if one gets broken. bending upto
my height. the other would
get to see my tears
of walking again into
fairest times of mine.

fairest. that had never been created.

---- see me, stand up.

in this run. that's God.
only the course needs
to change.

this. exhausted night.
rests upon my poem.

erase off light.
to shrink down.
light years. to peace.

(fakira)

they have been mine.
written songs.
and. your absence.

(6/9/17)

there's a hill. in you.
of wastes of your life.
of deeds and dreams.
and talent so sharp.

you know.
in building a mountain.
you built an wasteland
out of yourself.

--- wasteland

in the moment
of my sliding into sleep.
the half closed eyes
rise to look at your beauty.
uncensored. innocent. and calm.
like the days, i loved you
in present tense.

--- you. a dream.

i love for looks. and.
i look for love.

matters.

the chimney.
of this home. exudes
fumes. which i breathe.

they have words.
i make a poem.

(heart. on 6/9/17)