Lost in your thoughts i gazed out of the window
That evening I saw a rainbow after years
A bright red sky fading into darkness
Birds returning to their homes
With no chaos around
Crickets chirped
Owls hooted
Frogs croaked
With no clouds around
Moonlight brightened my room
Pure cool breeze flew open my curtains
While we are lamenting the loss of freedom
I felt the peace and harmony nature is enjoying

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You turn the hourglass
upside down,
every now and then,
to keep time running.

Your life does that
to you too.

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Our past is unforgettable.
Now i see flashbacks of our
memories in an hour glass.

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The way, sun continues to shine it's warmth
Even when summer has left and
Fall has taken it's place instead
That is how your love extends
And continues each day
Each moment that we
Are together
Or even
Apart.
I
Feel it.
Take hold and
Fill me with an
Eternal longing
That never fades with time.
It expands and grows in all
Directions, sometimes to the point
Of overflowing, spreading to others.

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On a rocking chair I wait for my
age to pass, cause I'm tired seeing
her ashes fall in an hourglass.

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moments traverse
in slow motion
stretching across infinities
held in an hour glass
between now and then
misplaced
hanging in words
i don't understand anymore

verses are formed
but perhaps it's too late
to make a difference
on the scarred rosebud
or the metaphors

the sharpness cuts my tongue
but i've grown too cold
to burn
or even feel

they say, i'm indifferent
far out!
i just move in the
misplaced blackness

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कई सालों को बस कुछ पलों में लांग लिया
उन सालों कि आधी - टूटी यादों को खूंटों पर टांग दिया
जिसने भी देखा कभी दीवार पर इन तस्वीरों को
उनपर चिपकी मुस्कान को सबने सच्चा मान लिया

इच्छाओं के ऊन से झूठी संतुष्टी की गर्माहट बुन रहे है
हकीकत के पल तो अब बस कुछ ही रह गए हैं
नींद के घंटे सिकुड़ कर मुट्ठी में समाने लगे हैं
और सपनों के दाम उतने ही बढ़ चले हैं

रंगीन दुनिया देख कर औरों की,
अपने चांद को भी गुलाबी रंग दिया
जब मिटी नहीं भूख विदेशी ज़ायको से भी,
अपनी सूखी रोटी को एक काल्पनिक नाम दिया

चल पड़े है चाल दूसरों की, खुद की चप्पलें रगड़के
थक चुके है बस कुछ ही दशक का सफर तय करके
शोर इतना है अब तो कि अपनी रूह की चीखें भी सुनाई नहीं देतीं
खरीदे है चार पहिए भी सब ने, अपने पंखों को बेच कर के

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Withering beneath the alphabet
Burning with hidden emotions
There lay the verse unwritten
With the pen so powerless
Until one fine dark night
The words broke out
Silence shivered
Darkness
Prevailed
And the stars
Filled the inkpot
With the fire that shone
The dark made love to words
And borne was the ferocious firefly.
The nights still await,for the blank sky
To get back all the lost stars, that now
Rest on the pages of the diary of the poet.

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Ria was ushered in by two other women completely covered in black on either side of her, guiding her by the arm as she held a tray with hot samosas and chai in her hand. She stood out incredibly, about 5"6, dressed in a sexy, dazzling red transparent saree, adorned with gold jewelry all over her body. She had pulled her pallu over her face and was looking downwards, so he couldn't see her face. But he could see her body.

And damn, what a body it was. Pornstars would have been envious, she was a fucking bombshell! Since her saree was transparent and hugging her body, he could see her midriff, her enormous cleavage and the outlines of her huge booty and thighs. He couldn't have even imagined a woman more perfect in proportions. Her blouse was straining to hold her tits in. Her back was bare except for the thin string of the blouse, and he loved how smooth it looked. He liked his women plump, soft and jiggly, and he was convinced she was all three. The saree clearly displayed her hourglass figure. He loved that she had a bit of fat on her belly, not so much that it was protruding, but not a perfectly toned midriff either. Her belly button was a lovely innie...

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