“I’m typo on a blank page.
Full of perfection, full of shite.
I’m just another writer with an ugly face, trying to justify some pretty words.”


Quote #44


The Moon Sank

As the moon sat in the middle of your eyes;
It started to glow as if it found home after suffering the universes’ lies.

I found myself stranded in the middle of the Sun’s heat;
With burns of distance, I was completely wounded.

So the moon started to watch over for me;
For our souls to be one, it started to breathe for me.

Soon your gaze everted, the moonlight was fading away;
The moon was left deserted, as it gave my life, your light and its remaining days away.


The Uninvited Guest

Whether you’re ignorant or wise, I’ll come to you;
Like a storm on a sunny day, and stay with you for the rest of your life.

I’ll feed on circumstances, ignoring the intentions of your heart;
And slowly mix darkness, into your present and past.

You’d watch helplessly, your painting turn into a dull canvas;
The one which you started fresh, on a white colored glass.

You may write words of hope and try to open new doors;
But your book shall become like wet sand close to the sea shore.

I’d shine like the beam of light and make your vision blur;
Everytime you choose to drive your way back towards home.

You may wish to ignore me, but I’m real;
My name is Regret, who stayed all along in your neighbourhood.

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सिर्फ मैं

ज़पिघले नीलम सा बहता हुआ यह समां,
नीली नीली सी खामोशियाँ,
न कहीं है ज़मीन,
न कहीं आसमां,
सरसराती हुयी टहनियां, पत्तियां,
कह रही हैं की बस एक तुम हो यहाँ,
सिर्फ मैं हूँ मेरी सांसें हैं और मेरी धडकनें,
ऐसी गहराइयाँ,
ऐसी तनहाइयाँ,
और मैं, सिर्फ मैं,
अपने होने पे मुझको यकीन आ गया|

~जावेद अख़्तर