You're still here in my heart and mind,

still making me laugh cause your stories live on.

I hold you in a thought and I can feel you.

I feel you and this gives me strength and courage.

The tears I have cried for you could flood the earth

and I know you have wiped each one away.

For you Brother, I promise you this,

I will go on with my life and make you proud. I will always hold you in my heart.

I promise you I will be missing you everyday till the end of time,

but this is not my...

Here I sit, once again
On the window sill
Clutching the wood, golden auburn
Perched like a tiny bird
That feels so insignificant, so belittled
Under this colossal, ever unfolding sheet
Of universe.

Stars are so distant, yet so close
And there, that forsaken one
Stationed aloof…
At surface, a blue icy cold stone
Yet struggling against that frenzied sea of black
And shining___ the brightest, radiating warmth
Lively gem among stones.

Night skies were always silent
Right from the day I learnt...

Faces submerged in stories
Voiceless and blurry

Through the tinted window glass
I saw her face alas

A blank gaze and an empty wail,
with three children holding her in the frame

Her dusty hands and rough feet
A tattered and a strong being

Her ocean deep eyes,
And her red headscarf

Speak of her world
That once was

She mourns everyday
And everyday she fights

A tangential pain, drawing
Empty circles upon her empty life

So many like her
And yet she is alone

She waits and weeps
A woman...

Night and day,
As i play
On your hands; between the fingers,
I cease to be a subject,
As i no more belong to a sect;
Strange though,
As underneath the night's clever sky i sow
words painted with a tacit glow,
I see my chosen paper crumbs sink,
in the bloated flow of my impertinent ink;
I see my fingers trail,
behind the pace of my eyes frail,
And i see my rhyme turned to twigs,
(for its all pervasiveness)
Those twigs burned to ashes; hence
I see a house made of clay
Under the torments of a...

This fall mother,
The wounds have not been retraced.
They have let the curtain remain, and further
to the astonishment of my half-fed limbs,
They have spoken in whispers
(to their shameful eyes)
and in words tantamount to treachery.
This fall mother,
Our Chinar was not burnt alongside roadside litter,
and the torn robe, this fall, apparently, was not HER.
This fall our language reclined numb,
Our words were corroded and their meanings dumb.
This fall mother,
We did not plead,
We did not ask...

Just sitting still, gazing at the sky;
endless I can see, above the cloud so high;
People mocking me, I look them with a sigh;
The world cannot understand me, neither do I.

My life as I live it, you can never feel;
This is something that you can never steal;
I have scars, I guess they will heal;what ?
You don't believe me, I heard a peal.

A hush fell over the crowd, what's happening with this town;
I am going to the edge of the cliff, building wings on my way down;
I have kept my fingers...

You left temples godless behind
on their own, concerned.
You took away deities asleep,
draped in silk soaked with tears
and left behind angels weep.

Hushed I kept listening you leave
in nights cursed, drop by drop, 
untold; through the frozen mountains 
unable to speak.

You left uttering wail and a spell behind.

Distances prohibit me,
I seek forgiveness;
Unable to reach you,
I know not will you forgive me.

Shackled I couldn’t guard what was left behind.

Peregrinations washed your...

In this all encompassing darkness
Hope turns to despair
Not a single ray of light gleams
Deafening silence pervades…

Only wolves are heard
Mourning death
But of whom…?

O father!
Protect me
For I cannot bear
This sullen, sickening air
Stinking!!!

With the pungency of rotting flesh
Of humanity.

I see headless zombies
Stamp bullet ridden chests
Amid pools of blood
Leaving a gory trail…

No father! No!
I dare not look beyond
For this ‘Ghastly Spectacle’
Blurs my vision!

(Rabia...