आसमान में तारे बिखरा कर

ख़ालीपन भरने की कोशिश, 

ख़याल अच्छा था, लेकिन

उसने तो आँखे बंद कर लीं थीं। 

तलाश

हवा मे वो ख़ुशबू ही नहीं, जिसकी मुझे तलाश थी। 

फूल तो कुछ पहचाने से लगे, 

लेकिन रंगो में वो बात कहाँ , जो पहले बात थी।

तलाश

हवा मे वो ख़ुशबू ही नहीं, जिसकी मुझे तलाश थी। 

Silence wins....
Silence kills....
Dead.... or alive...
who cares...
Don't expect...
They are here just to be here....

Why do people have role models? it kills diversity. It systematically propogates silent genocide.

Warmness on the sofa has yet not faded..........lady in the picture
frame was smiling.......

The glasses which just few mintues back were embracing warm lips were
starring at each other in silence...

A hand was searching for lighter.......

She was tired and new to the city, to the darkness.

....its entwined and words dont deal with that..precondition for thoughts

Looking back on the canvass of thought and so called memory, some in still not dried colors...trying to transgress the boundry forced uponthem to give meaningless meanings. i tried to touch them and returned with impression on my boundry.......i was colored with ..........