Silences

Sometimes I wonder how silence can vary so much in pitch and tone. Some silences are soothing and soft..some  chaotic, while others are filled with a happy chatter. The silence within me today holds a high-pitched scream at its heart.

Reminds me of Ghalib 's words:

"जब की तुझ बिन नहीं कोई मौजूद
फिर ये हंगामा ऐ खुदा क्या है
दिल ए नादां तुझे हुआ क्या है..."

Pedestals

The problem with pedestals is that people start to look down on you..and eventually, invariably they fall off them. And I've put far too many people on pedestals all my life.

Jigsaw Puzzle

I tried to fit in all my life

Forgetting, that I am not

Piece of a jigsaw puzzle

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Coronavirus Diaries

We got so caught up

In surviving, day and night

We forgot to actually live

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Beautiful Me

Someday when I am no more 

Someone, somewhere

Will take the time to learn

The "me" that I was

My truths, my defeats

My demons, My dreams

What tried to destroy me..

And what made me a fighter

What made me connect

And what made me love. 

And they will tell the world

What a beautiful story I was...

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Black or White

Sometimes

We need to take

All those shades of grey

And make them

Black or white

To define a limit

And be absolute

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Forgotten Bookmarks

All the words

You once whispered

Lovingly, softly

Still reside in my heart

As forgotten bookmarks

Of a story called "Us" 

That once was

Yet no longer exists

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Sunset In My Eyes

I waited an eternity for you

And to you devoted all my sunrise

But you arrived, seeking me so late

When all I have is sunset in my eyes

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