Monday, October 30, 2017

Resolve

It is part of evolution, they say
The caterpillar in me is now growing to be a butterfly
growing wings -
but sky doesn't beckon me
The green blades of grass
The rusty pull of wet soil
The slippery slither of spreading moss
This is my world...
The world of touch and feel
Of experiential joy
Ephemeral but real...
My wings give me falsehoods of being above it all
They make me adrift in an oblivion
A nothingness that spreads far and wide
I would rather walk,
And leave footprints behind
Let my wings be, I am not keen to fly.

Everyday

the night turned sides
a fog smeared dawn yawns
sleepy eyes fight off the nightmare
try to focus on the thin stream of light
engulfed in smoke from dead fire
embers long spent out
the cold heat
haunts, taunts
prompts
to rekindle
a fire
and i burn the night
setting a sun ablaze...
for another day.



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मेरे नज़रिए से तुम्हें इत्तेफ़ाक़ हो या ना हो
मेरी तहरीर पे तुम्हे ऐतबार हो या ना हो
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