There's a version of us somewhere
where I was the poem and not the poet...
Kindness is a rare commodity,
though it's capitalized...
Life is like being in the deep,
with barely a breath left...
She wasn't temptation incarnate, nor a deliberate...
The danger wasn't her; it was the place she took...
The road he once traversed, the path he once...
But every attempt felt futile, every effort to...
Tenu khuda maneya
Te tenu rab maneya...
What sets beings apart from otherwise
is now...
The past and future—
a constant clash of inexistence and existence...
another song i sing for you
in the middle of this night...
some nights i grow delusional
or is it that everything finally gets real...
What is more exalting than a good rest
after a good hard day of work...
There are many things
not worth listening to...