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22 FEB 2019 AT 20:08

Bucket of emotions rot
Busy in taking shots,
Letter were locked,
Found no ink or paper
in the box;

Gasping for air,
The poetry took
its last breath.

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14 AUG 2021 AT 10:52

آنے والے کو دل کا راستہ بھی دیا
جانے والے کو خدا کا واسطہ بھی دیا
ہر کسی کو میں اپنا بناتا رہا
پھر بھی کوئی اپنا نہ بنا

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6 AUG 2018 AT 21:56

Dreams down, slaughtered aims
Daddy's dead, orphan's caged

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10 JUL 2019 AT 18:23

You didn't even tried
not for once,
the voice sends me chills,
when I remember
those days
Of strangely enough to me
perhaps the most wanted minutes, you see
that I still try to rewrite
begging the failures of dismantled rhymes
to decorate it within the walls
Of squeezed words
hidden between the lower lip,
trying to pour out
the hidden dreamy metaphors
that transformed itself into eulogy
As if the day you left
died my poetries too,
in your remembrance
and the words all left
were just the, escaping drops
on the graveyard of your memories.

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16 SEP 2021 AT 20:00


मेरे मरने की फ़िक्र नहीं मुझको,
फिर क़ब्र की क्यों फ़िक्र लगी है सबको।

मरने पर मेरा नाम पुकारा जा रहा मस्ज़िद में,
क्यों मेरे वजूद को लाश बनाने की फ़िक्र लगी है सबको।

ये कैसा इंतेज़ाम है आख़िर, सब दुल्हन मुझे बना रहे,
मेरे बदन पर क़फ़न लपेटने की फ़िक्र लगी है सबको।


पहले हँसते थे मेरे ज़िंदा वजूद को देखकर,
आज रोने की कौन सी फ़िक्र लगी है सबको।

अफ़सोस में हैं सब के शाम ढलने को है,
ज़िक्र में मेरी मैय्यत की फ़िक्र लगी है सबको।

ये हुजूम है कैसी मेरे अंजुमन में आज देखो,
मेरे बाद मेहमानों को सुलाने की फ़िक्र लगी है सबको।

ये घड़ियाँ रुखसती की अजीब क़हर ढा रही ,
मेरे बेजान जिस्म को जमीं पर लेटाने की फ़िक्र लगी सबको।

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21 MAR 2018 AT 16:46

I debt my life, under these words
They cared and shared like they knew it will work
They cried my tears and explained my laugh
They danced with me on the craziest path

But twitter and Facebook has taken the charm
Paper and pen haven't met since long
Feeling are virtual and so these apps are
Downloaded media, then copy paste for all

Now letters are rare and feelings are dead
Sorrounded by thousand yet alone we beg
Fights with words are rare you know
For poetry of feelings is dead long ago

The spiny tree


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20 APR 2018 AT 6:29

उजाड़ हूँ,
दे रहा हूँ तुमको
सड़ चुके फल - फूल
मरा हुआ जी रहा हूँ

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21 AUG 2020 AT 8:01

I did bare the slap of birth
And the pain of earth
The silent war I play
Holding on demons to stay
Soon shall the time move
And a certified death approve
When I die
I could make you cry
The wind will carry me
In a way none can see
Don't forget to look at sky
To say me the last good bye.

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24 APR 2019 AT 1:40

Unintentionally, but willingly,
I arsoned the love we craved.
Now knowingly, unknowingly,
I dug up my own grave.

Unaware, I prepared my own funeral,
Later killed myself and finished it all.

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26 MAY 2020 AT 19:43

Your pieces left in me is still haunting more than the dead in graves.

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