Thursday, May 10, 2012

Aise hi kuch kuch - Part 20

A poem entangled in my chest, lines fastened on my lips and words like butterflies won’t sit still on paper.
I sit for so long with your name on this blank paper.
Your name just your name exists; could there be a better poem?

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Thursday, May 3, 2012

Look beyond the closed panes,beyond the alcoves
On the green trees, the branches and on the flowers
How silently it rains, ceaselessly
In the midst of all the noise, the people and so many voices
In the depth of my thoughts, at another level somewhere
I imagine you, silently.
- Gulzar 
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