Friday, 17 February 2017

Perfect Circles

It all comes in circles to me

Your mouth
Your arms
Your questions
Your surprises
Your earrings

And all those things
That you forbade me
To name here

Monday, 13 February 2017

Do Boond Zindigi Ke!

Jaan!
Ye Valentine Day kya hota hai?

Naye aashiqon ka vaccination day

Be-wafai
Be-aetimadi
Aur aisi hi
Kayi bemariyon se bachne k liye
Naye aashiq
Do bool muhabbat ke
Aek doosre ke samne
Fir se wird karte hain

Sunday, 12 February 2017

I Miss You Terribly

When I reached home
After meeting her
Nothing was familiar
Nothing was in its right place
Everything felt different
Pictures on the walls
Clothes in the wardrobe
Curtains hanging against the windows
Books in the shelf
Curiously even
The diary besides bed wasn’t mine
Someone had scribbled in it
“Dear diary, I miss him terribly!”
The bed was still warm

As I was making sense of this strangeness
Someone suddenly
Embraced me from behind

It was only then I realized
After all my nightlong attempts of going home
After all the loitering and roaming around
In my oblivion
I have come back to her place only

“Did you sleep well?” she asked
“I missed you terribly!” I replied

Friday, 10 February 2017

No Dinner Tonight

When she stays awake
Beyond midnight hour
Way beyond her sleeping time
Just to tell you
"Food is in the fridge."
In her unusually casual voice


However much hungry you are
You know
You must skip the dinner tonight

Wednesday, 8 February 2017

Commas of Curls

The curls of your hair
Are bailing commas
In the long sentence of my life

Tuesday, 7 February 2017

Eyebrow Lessons

Since we're not talking
And you aren't asking
Let me tell you myself

I'm like
Those stubborn misplaced eyebrow hairs
You pluck out every time
Only to find
They have come back
Sooner than before

Why don't you learn from your eyebrows?
I learn from them all the time
Especially when you stop talking to me

Friday, 3 February 2017

Morning After

It is already ten in the morning
We haven’t come out of the bed yet

There is a world that shapes itself
Between the circles of our arms
The comforts of each other’s presence
The pleasure of snuggling against each other
The sight of each other’s morning face
Your “ummm…good morning jaaaan”
In your husky morning voice
Who wants this to end?

Go tell the world
I’m not coming out of her arms…
I’m not coming out of bed…

Everytime

Everytime she leaves
She leaves a letter
Written on my lips


Everytime I leave
I leave myself with her