Confusion

My mouth wants to speak,
But no sound escapes.
My body wants to move,
But my brain doesn’t listen.
My heart wants to memorize,
But my senses always denied .
Why even my desire refused by myself?
Why am I so broken?
Why is it so hard?

I can’t let you see how vulnerable I’m,
I can’t give an inch,
Or I feel like I’ll lose it all.
Why do i still bother to try?
When I can’t even lift a finger in your direction.

To hold your hand,
To let you know how much I need you, When all I want is for you to hold me,
But I sit in silence,
Silently Frozen.

I’ve forgotten what it’s like to just be in the moment with you,
You see, my heart’s gone cold to preserve what little is left of me.
So I often wonder.
Why do i still love you?
When you’re nothing left except the garbage,
And why do you still love me?
When I’m nothing but broken pieces of who I used to be?


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मालूम नहीं

यह जो लड़ाई थी,
जिसमें शामिल न तुम थे,
न हम थे,
फिर भी न जाने क्यों ये गरदीस थी?
ये मौसम कि रूहानियत थी,
वो हवा कि सर- सराती हुई बेरूखी थी,
और सांसों की गिनती भी कम थी,
और ऐसे में भी,
तुम्हारा न आना तय था।

मैं आज कि नहीं, उन लम्हों कि बात कर रहा हूं,
जब तुमने, छुआ था मेरे दिल के इस तार को,
और बड़ी मासूमियत से, तोड़ा था उस दिल के हाल को,
सच कहता हूं , वो जो वक्त ठहरा था मेरे आस-पास,
उसकी याद, आज भी आंखें नम कर जाती है,
शायद,
वह समर जो दुनिया वाले भूल चुके हैं,
वो दंगे, वो लड़ाई, आज भी होती है,
मेरे दिल के इस दरवाजे पे।

कितना समझाया इसे, पर यह मानता भी तो नहीं है,
तैयार है ये,
उन धूल खाते दर्द को फिर से तरोताजा करने को,
जो अपनी निशाना छोड़ गई थी बरसों पहले,
मालूम नहीं,
ये उस दर्द को इक बार फिर से झेल पाएगा कि नहीं,
मालूम नहीं,
ये उस जुदाई को फिर से सह पाएगा कि नहीं,
मालूम नहीं,
ये उन आंखों से गिरते हुए आंसू को फिर से रोक पाएगा कि नहीं,
मालूम नही,
ये सांसों की गिरती हुई रफ्तार को फिर से जोड़ पाएगा कि नहीं,
मालूम नहीं………… मालूम नहीं
पर तैयार है यह,
आज एकबार फिर से ऐतवार के लिए।


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Feelings, oh feelings!

Because i shifted myself over you,
You hurt me with your careless insults.
They cut through me like a knife,
But blood doesn’t comes out,
So that it cured by expert surgeon.

Like nails were driven into my heart and soul,
So I went to live in the woods,
To make it easier for me to forget
the hurt,
And all the things you have done and said.

You’ve done me wrong by killing myself,
I play the records you’ve engraved into my mind,
Over and over again every day,every hours,every minutes,every seconds,to ever nano……micro……

So I went to live in a world
far away from danger, from harm,
from you and people like you.

Feelings, oh feelings!
Who can escape your presence?
Who can pretend as if you never have to be dealt with?

Who can be so foolish to think,
That one can go on the run,
Without carrying you in the heart,
Until one dares to search,
For the place where you were conceived to hide?


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There is always a ‘but’

I type, type and keep on typing. Without wasting a second even for comma while typing.
I write all I want to tell you.
I write all I want you to know.
My fingers and feelings synchronised.
Full stop.

I am ready to click ‘send’.
But, I stop.
I erase all the words.
I won’t be able to do it.
A wave of feelings rise in my heart.
It is a strange fresh feeling.
Something I have never felt before.
Something I never felt for anyone but this for you.
I don’t understand.

Why?
Why it’s with me?
Why I feel this way?
Why this for you?
And lots of why with bla…bla…bla?

Whenever I hear anyone talking of you,
Telling how close you are with them,
I feel jealous.
I burn in the fire of jealousy.
I am affected by you, the way I am affected by no one else.

I want to show my pride,
I want to proof that I too have an ego.
I want to see, how long will you take to call me back.
To text me, to converse with me.

But I can’t bear it.
The pull of my patience breaks
And I submit myself.

I don’t want to feel this way.
I don’t want to feel rejected when you ignore me.
I don’t give a blame to anyone.
But it hurts when you don’t give even a look to me.
I don’t want to, but…
There is always a ‘but’.


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Headache

I’m suffering through headache,
Or let me say my mind is the one going through the  pain.
The pain goes down through my heart, rips through my rib cages.
It just crushed my body all oviously…

The pain of having to think about you 24/7.
The pain of wondering what else thing are you doing.
The pain of having to think of how you act, look, and feel when you also go through pain.
The pain of how you look like when you wake up.
Are you flawless like the river.
The pain of having to think of the first thing you do when you wake up.

Only God knows.
I want to be with you in the morning, afternoon, and evening.
I want to know how a typical day with you feels like.
My medulla oblongata always has you in mind. This is not Science. It is love.
The love I have for you is so immense, distance can’t handle it.

Distance feels it’s so long and wide,
it thought love wouldn’t reach us.
But it got it all wrong.
Love got tighter than a tough coconut covers.
But still my head hurts. It aches or what so ever.

Don’t know whether to follow Doctor’s advice of taking DISPIRIN.
But the truth of the matter is…
I don’t want to stop thinking about you.
So I’m going to let the love headache persist.
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Fallen

I have completely fallen for you,
Everything you do,
Everything you say,
Everything you are.

You’r my first thaught in morning,
You’r my last thaught before I fall asleep,
And you’r almost every thought in between.

You have no idea about the amount of happiness,
That you brought in my life,
Which is even more precious than the mines of gold.

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Sudden Action

I feel like l have known your whole lives,
I didn’t think that I have ever been connected with anyone like the way i have been with you,

When I looks into your eyes thats i feel it,
That sudden sense of hope give me hope,
You make things okay,
No one can do that for me,
but only you bcz you are some special.

Its crazy bcz even i don’t know,
when you became so important to me,
Its like watching sunrise,
You see the orangish color adding up,
But when suddenly comes out clearly you don’t know,

And finally you are confiscated by the rays,
And its over,
And you are like rays which confiscate me my baby…..!!!

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-VIII


But regardless of how quickly you left,

 or how much time we spent together,

 or whether your leaving was bad enough to be considered ‘heartbreak,’

 I’m glad you taught me what love isn’t. 

Because it helped me finding the love ,

which I expecting from you. 

Even though it hurt, but your leaving must

 led me again to the deadliest person .

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-VII

And the question I ask myself a lot is,
if I barely even knew you,
why did it hurt so badly when you left?
That’s why I don’t like remembering you, because every time I think of you,
Unwillingly my mind think of how you hurt me,

Can you change this??

What…….if yess,

Then please my dear provide me the treatment……

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-VI

I barely even knew you so when I remember you,
I shouldn’t be so sour.
I’m not one to harbor always positive feelings, but I think if there’s any positivity within me most of it is harbored with you.
And that’s the thing,
I even i don’t know  ,
because you came into my life with cyclon,
but the way you left still hurt.

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-V

I barely even knew you,
so you really shouldn’t matter.
I shouldn’t do a double-take every time someone who looks like you sits across from me on the metro.
I shouldn’t be worrying about what will happen if I run into you when I visit a part of the colony I know you frequent.
Your existence shouldn’t concern me,
but for some reason I just really don’t like being reminded that you and I were once a thing.
Is it the right part for me or not,
Just confused……..!!!

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-IV

I barely even knew you,
so why is every memory of you and I together stained with regret?
Why can’t I just completely forget you?
How the hell do you find your way back in?
I wish I were more like those little ant traps you stick around the house.
The ants flock in only to find that what they’re attracted to is poison,
and then they take that poison back to where they came from,
their colony, and they never come back again. That’s really morbid,
but I really do wish I could just forget you ever happened.

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-III

I barely even knew you,
yet every time I walk by that lame where we met,
the one with an absurdly long cocktail and way too many gathering ,
I silently cringe.
I hate when anyone suggests me to go there, not because I associate it with you,
but because that place just sucks bcz of dirry gathering.
It’s like we were meant to meet in the worst situation known to man kind.
Now that I think about it,
there was a blizzard that time internally.
You should’ve just stayed in.
That was the omen (friend’s)that warned me,
But instead of this i’m going to get hurt myself.

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Sikkayat !?

Maine apne aap se kuch puch dale sabal,
Par itfaak ka kya kare?
Jo har jabab me tera hi naam ata hai.

Maine tumse baat karna to chor dya,
Par iss yadast ka kya kare?
Jo tumko na bhula paya.

Maine tumhara khwab dekhna to chor dya,
Par iss sapno ka kya kare?
Wo to sala khud b khud dastak de deta hai.

Maine to tumhe sochna bhi chor dya,
Par iss mann ka kya kare?
Ghum-phir kar tumhi pe aa rukta hai.

Maine to tum pe marna bhi chor dya,
Par iss jindgi ka kya kare?
Wo to tumhare lye hi jinda hai.

Maine to tumhare ruh se bhi nata tor lya,
Par iss saanso ka kya kare?
Jo tumhare lye hi chlta hai.

Maine to bhukh ko risbbat de ke kaam kar lyya,
Par iss pyass ka kya kare?
Jo khud ba khud gayab ho gya.

Maine to sahar me rehna chor dya,
Par iss galiyo ka kya kare?
Jisme teri khushboo ka aabhash hota hai.

Maine to tanhai ke saath sauda kar lya,
Par iss GST jaise yaado ka kya kare?
Jo phir se tax banke yaado me atta hai.

Maine to dukho ke saath jeena sikh lya tha,
Par iss khushi ka kya kare?
Jo Tumhe dekhte hi aa jati hai.

Maine to hassi se samjhota kar lya tha,
Par iss aansu ka kya kare?
Jo tumhare aansu ko dekhte hi bin bulaye mehman ki tarah aa jati hai.

Maine asadhya hi rahna soch lya,
Par iss nind ka kya kare?
Sala diamond se bhi kimti ho chla hai.

Mai to pagal banke hi jeene ka soch lya ,
Par iss duniya ka kya kare?
Jo hame pagal banke jeene nahi deti hai.

Maine to vishwash karna bhi chor dya,
Par iss dhokhe ka kya kare?
Jo kisi film ki tarah aakho ke samne tumhari yaado ki picture chla jaati hai.

Maine to looggo ko pehchan na bhi chor dya,
Par iss parchai ka kya kare?
Jo hawa ki tarah mere charo oor teri yaad bankr ghumti rahti hai.

Maine to tumhe sab sach bata dya,
Par iss aadat ka kya kare?
Jiskee karam tumne mujhe hi khilona bana ke rakh dya.

Maine to bhuut samay ke bare me bhi sochna chor dya,
Par sala iss ghari ka kya kare?
Jo har bakt wahi samay dikha ke jajbati kr deta hai.

Maine to tumhe apna kehna bhi chor dya,
Par iss Kaminey dosto ka kya kare?
Jo har wakt masumiyat se guftgu kr jate hai.

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