Not ‘suitable’

I could drink her

with my eyes

if she were

rum or whiskey,

but she walked in

like a wine-

elegant and red,

and certainly

wasn’t suitable

for my mechanism.

Love Virgin

She made me fall

on my knees before her.

The witch had her charm

all over me.

It was all magic,

all of it.

The slow motion, the moonlight,

the mistletoe and the first kiss.

Everything was part of her sorcery.

In that spellbound world

I walked around trapped as a love virgin.

Return ‘me’ back

At least you should

have had the decency to

return me back to me

after we parted.

On the contrary

you had this audacity

to stare straight

into my eyes as if

I was the culprit.

~ and here i am on my way to find me again

Magical Love

Believe in magic?

NO?

Well……..

She put her lips on mine

and engraved love on my soul.

How’s that possible?

Magic is real guys.

Or love, maybe!

Loving the spirits

क्या मुँह उठाये उसकी कब्र पर फूल चढ़ाने चल दिए हो
जानते भी हो कितनी रूहें मरती हैं उसपर ?

Never Enough

I was never for her.

She was never enough for me.

Our souls had to interrupt.

Friend-Zone

I am caught in between

the shenanigans of love

and

the innocence of friendship

floating in her eyes.

‘Sadder’ tears

I have tasted your tears

at the time of our goodbye kiss.

Now I am tasting mine daily

as you are gone.

Sorry babe.

But my tears have more

sadness than yours.

अश्क़

हाल -ए- दर्द मेरा नहीं मेरे अश्क़ों का जानिये
पराये गम की ख़ातिर अपना घर छोड़ना कोई इनसे सीखे

Prisoner of Relationships

I was a prisoner of relationships

until she freed me with love.