Say something deep and poetic

In the early morning hours
Just before the dawn
I like to drink a coffee up
Or else all I do is yawn

"I reach for you, hoping for a tangible detail, any detail, but my hand clenches your hard, delicate soul." -excerpt from a poem by me.

jeevan Main Madhu Ka Pyala Tha
Tumnay Tan Mann De Daala Tha
Weh Toot Gaya To Toot Gaya
Madiralya K Aangan Ko Dekho
Kitne Pyale Hil Jaate Hain
Gir Mitti Mein Mil Jaate Hain
Jo Girte Hain Kab Uthte Hain
Par Bolo Toote Pyalon Par
Kab Madiralaya Pachtata Hai?
Jo Beet Gayi So Baat Gayi ...


There was a cup of wine in life
For which, you gave your heart and soul
when it broke, it did break.
Look at the winehouse’s courtyard shaken,
where many cups are fallen,
and merge with the groundthat which fall,
do they ever rise?
But tell me, for broken cups
does the winehouse ever regret?
That which is past, is gone...

Meh, theclocks got there first...
Also, a well is deep and poetic.

Something deep and poetic.

Let me also say something else before I leave. Something else.

But before that...

How ever...
would the deepest muse return to the sea surface
without being crushed
under the wait of water...

Chaah mitti, Chintaa Mitti, manwaa Beparwaah,
Jisko Kuchh naheen Chaahiye, Woh Shehanshaah!


When desire disappears, so does worries,
The mind is left free from troubles,
He who doesn't want anything,
Is the True King.

the robin found no worms that day

Rosses are red,
Violets are blue,
I like french fries
But I don't like you.

My heart withers and dies
When you go away .
Now my withered heart lies
In a cold and shallow grave.

something deep and poetic

To SW or not to SW... that is the question 😜

There is a well under the cellar door.

बाँधने मुझे तू आया है, जंजीर बड़ी क्या लाया है
यदि मुझे बांधना चाहे मन, पहले तू बाँध अनंत गगन

If you have come to imprison me, are you sure that you have brought a big chain with yourself? If you want to tie me, first go and tie the whole sky.

जब नाश मनुज पर छाता है, पहले विवेक मर जाता है

When the end of human being is near, sanity dies before it.

Death shall have no dominion

One day,
Dogs will laugh
In the streets,
And we’ll kiss wildly
Like lunatics
Escaping the asylum.
You’re a dark girl
So I’m painting
My roses black,
And I’ll murder the sun
If he ever turns his back.