There is beauty to be found,
In the company we keep,
High in the clouds, deep in the ground.
But it doesn't come cheap.

We can be cheated;
It's found within banknotes,
or that text you deleted.
Leaving a tightness in your throat.

Perhaps it was in that bottle,
Maybe under the bedsheets.
'You had it all.'
Yet it feels like defeat.

Look again, look harder.
You'll find it once more.
You shall speak with ardour.
Beauty is not a chore.

It's within conversations,
In the ink of the book
That built your foundation,
Even in that meal you cooked.

It's never far.
Just around that corner.
In the glint of the stars.
You begin to feel a bit warmer.

The most beautiful thing about life is,
That life itself is a lie.
That vanishes,
When death arrives.
But still gives you,
Reasons to smile.

I can't explain whatever I feel,
It's just that I really want to heal.

There is nothing to hide,
All I want is to get rid of this roller coaster ride.

Where it is hard to survive,
There I am who really want to feel alive.

The one who is looking happy outside,
You won't know they might be dying inside.

If you have nothing for me to teach,
Then darling I really don't need you to preach.

The hardest part of being an adult,
Is that you always need validation which you get from your result.

It's very easy to complain,
What really hard is to explain the pain.

You don't need to apologize,
What you really need is to be wise.

And there we are telling a story in brief,
And a heart full of grief.

If one can ever make you feel divine,
Believe me the pleasure all be mine.

Kuch kam hi sahi,
Par is zindgi ne kuch diya to hai.

Kitne hi gehre the ghaw,
Par zindgi ne unhe siya to hai.

Beshak the wo dard bhare fasane,
Par is zindgi se humne kuch na kuch liya to hai.

Pal pal jod kar hi sahi,
Par is zindgi ko humne jiya to h.

Ye kahaani meri hai,
Kuch adhi hai kuch puri hai.

Kabhi to hai dil ke paas,
Kabhi inme duri hai.

Ye jo faasle hai na,
Filhaal ye ek majburi h.

Bairhaal to bas yun hai,
Ke sab chal raha hai.

Koi nahi janta ki,
Konsi kahaani puri or konsi adhuri h.

Ye raste jane hume kis or le jate hai,
Zara sa apnate hai kabhi,
To kabhi begane lagne lag jate h.

Ye tedhe-medhe ulte-sidhe raste,
Kis gali kis nukad par mud jate hai,
Jaha bhi ye mud jate hai wahi se naye mod ban jate hai.

Har mod har dagar par ye naye kisse nayi kahaaniyan sunate hai,
Kabhi haste hai hume to kabhi hume rulate hai,
Kabhi kisi ki zindgi ki shuruat to kabhi kisi ke kahaani ka ant ban jate hai.

Yehi to hai jo hume zindgi ke har naye-purane pahlu se rubaru karwate hai,
Jo ye girate hai to uth kar fir chalne ka sabab bi to hume yehi samjhate hai,
Ye raste hi to hai jo musafiro ko unki manzil ki or le jate hai.

Jo kabhi hote hai naraz to paas bhi ye khud hi bulate hai,
Apno ki ehmiyat kya hai is zindgi me yehi to hume btate hai,
Hai apnate kisko kabhi to kabhi kisiko bhul bhi ye jate hai.

Zindgi hai chalte rahne ka naam ye raste hi to hume yaad dilate hai,
Har pal har ghari kuch naya hume sikhate hai,
Jo milate hai kisise kabhi to kabhi kisiko dur bhi to yehi le jate hai.

Or agar gaur se dekha aur socha jaye to,
Zindgi ke mayine aur is hasin falsafe ka ehsaas  waqt be waqt aksar ye raste hi hume karwate hai.

I look at you and wonder,
How soft those tendrils feel,
Always pulling me asunder,
Pulling my mind to heel.

The looks you gave,
The depth of your eyes
Made my heart cave
As I reached new highs.

As if like pools of wisdom,
I'd willingly drown in them,
Feel my desires through a prism,
And allow fate to condemn

My hidden desires.
As they come and go
I seek not to douse the fires,
I'll leave the embers to glow.

Watch them light the night sky,
With a childish curiosity.
Against the damp ground, I lie
Carried by my precocity.

To share this
Would be wonderous,
This unadulterated bliss.
I'm left feeling ponderous.

Until such time,
I will lie here
Listening to the wind chime
As the embers disappear.

To taste the sounds
To turn back time
To read in complete darkness
To travel faster than light
All would have to be possible
For me to forgive