Angel

I am torn. Between loving you and hating you. Between wanting to harm you and trying to shield you. Between deciding what’s more important, You or my ego. My yin and yang have left me lacerated. I don’t believe in angels but please… Just this one time, Prove me wrong. Be an angel. And save me. From myself. ~RavS

February 7, 2015  · #314

तुझ पर  हक़  है  मेरा

[ तुझ पर हक़ है मेरा , पर जताऊं कैसे। मैं जताऊं कैसे। करता हूँ प्यार तुझसे , पर दिखाऊं कैसे। मैं दिखाऊं कैसे… ] तू ही छुपा सकता है मुझे अंधेरो में खो जाने से। तू ही बचा सकता है मुझे , गर्त में गिर जाने से , तू ही ले जा सकता है मुझे , दूर दुश्मन जमाने से। जमाने से… तूने अकेला जो छोड़ा हमें , तन्हां मर ही जाएंगे। तू जिस पल हुआ जुदा हमसे , वो लम्हा कैसे बिताएंगे। मत जाना इतना दूर हमसे , की वापस ला भी ना पाएंगे। ला ना पाएंगे… ...

January 17, 2015  · #313

Your Worst

The Mirror lies, and so does the world, The blemishes on your face aren’t there. Look at your reflections in my eyes, Do you find a single trace of ugliness? You are as beautiful as the glacial cone, A sparkling delicate crystal for me to adore, Sure, sometimes there will be frost on you, And sure sometimes my light won’t reach you, But this dust on you is not your identity, And you never needed my shine to be world’s envy. ...

January 15, 2015  · #312

Same set of words

You and I have exactly the same set of words. But I know why you are able to paint them so much better than me. Because you crush your emotions inside the cavities of your letters. You have endured far too much than I could possibly imagine myself to do. I merely write. You vomit, you bleed, you sweat, you ejaculate, you lactate, You piss, you excrete. You don’t attempt to hide all the ugliness under the guile of saccharine words. Some people hate you for it. Not everyone likes to read about the nakedness of humanity. Some of us want the stories of puppies and fairy tales. You instead peel your skin and show your bones. For them to agnize that under all our inferiority and superiority complexes, we are all the same, after all. ...

January 14, 2015  · #311

If it were possible

If it were possible; long ago, She would have given you an affirmation of your dreams, Or handed over a negation of your desires. If it were possible; long ago, She would have committed to the tasks in hand, Or rolled back the efforts made till now. Unfortunately life is not lived in Binary. There’s a huge flux of reasoning in between. ~RavS

January 7, 2015  · #310

तबाह तो होगा कोई

तबाह तो होगा कोई, जो तू ज़िन्दगी में आई है, दुनिया फना होगी, या बर्बाद रहूँगा मैं, ये आगाह होना बाकी है। ~रबी [ Somebody would get destroyed, Now that you have you come in life, Whether the world gets ruined, Or I get devastated, Is something still to be determined. ]

January 6, 2015  · #309

In your vicinity

Every time I am in your vicinity, I catch a new condition. Here is what you have made me : Philophobic because of you. Cingulomanic for you. Somniphobic through you. Insomnia, paranoia, hyperventilation… you have taught me. Your cold might be common but the shiver that you have given me; it’s not common. It’s rare. You are the cause and you are the cure of my problem.. Alas they couldn’t find the cause and cure of your condition. ...

January 5, 2015  · #308

रश्क़

बहुत आरज़ू लेके आया था मैं उसकी गलियों में, उसने दीद की भी जेहमत न होने दी। अब क्या करूँगा मैं इश्क़ में डूबकर उसके, मुझे तो उसके रश्क़ में ही दफ़न कर दो। ~रबी [ I came in her lane with a lot of hopes, But she didn’t even let me have a look at her. Now, what will I do drowning in her love, Just let me get buried in her envy. ] ...

January 4, 2015  · #307

You and I

You and I. You and I. We. Are meant to be so much more. Look around. We are in middle of the cross section of an infinite roads. Forget about where you came from. Forget about where I met you. Hold my hands. And point your fingers at any road you like. Let’s walk. And find ourselves on that path. ~RavS

January 3, 2015  · #306

Poetry

The beautiful thing about poetry is that you and i and he and she will read exactly the same words but they would never mean the same to any of us. ~RavS

January 1, 2015  · #305