Wednesday, 12 December 2018

Shore

Will you listen?
If I tell you that,
Waves reach this shore
Only to bring back what
I tried to throw away-
Goes the day,
And I'm left breathing in the moonlight.



Tuesday, 27 November 2018

Hours

Tell me what's unfair now,
Since I'm not being able to make sense.

The hours I spent,
The time it took me to pick out each thorn.
And I'm still not done.
They are still there, just like me.

There's this pit, a hollow one.
And I won't grab on to anything,
Because I can't climb.
You are not letting me.



Thursday, 22 November 2018

Rites


50 tears,
When you left.

A 100,
When I couldn't.

1000,
When I saw you smile.

Countless,
When you last held me.


Away you went, the storm settled.
welcome to the Rites of the dying petals.

It seems like this will be gone,
Within some time.
But, do I really want it to go?
Can I ?

Clear skies beckon me,
But the greys seem brighter.
This is my first last time....



Sunday, 9 September 2018

Paigaam

Vo wajood hi kya-
Jo terey chaukhat pe baahain na dharey?
Vo vaadey hi kya-
Jo terey chooney se bhi naa tuntey ?
Ye kaisi samasya hai, merey aaqa-
Balaa unki.... taalu main?

Abaad paigam, jhoota hi sahi.
Waqt se pahuncha diya, dhoka hi sahi.
Raazi hu main bhi bhulaaney ko.
Magar kya karein janaab,
Aankhir, phool bhi toh kaanton par nirbhar hai naa.

Tuesday, 14 August 2018

Laut Aaye

Giley, shikwey-hazaaron,chhor aaye,
Bekasoor awaaz liye, ghaayal laut aaye.
Hum bhi ba kas the,
Ki gam ki loh main,
Dil aur diya bhi waakif the.
Saanse bhi kya kamaal karti hai,
Jaa tham gyi,
Aankhon se halaal karti Hain.

Sansaar se hume kya karna?
Gaur se dekhiye, humnavaa,
Sajaakey qisa sunaaya sabko,
Lavz merey aur tavajju... 
Aapko.


Saturday, 14 July 2018

Floors

An ocean of words between us.
How,then,am I finding myself-
content, with just a meagre drop?

I'm still here.
Right where you left me. 
I tried to run. I really did.
But, the quiver of the floors locked me in.

I lie myself to sleep,
Beg and borrow with the idea of you staying.
I am in love with you.
Just, not you. 

Monday, 9 July 2018

Ink


Was it ever me, my love? When I drew maps on your shoulders, and ran ink on your wrists, did you know that I was yours?

Because, I can't even breathe without you. 
                                                                        ~P.S.














































Tuesday, 27 March 2018

Brave










Every night, they come back.
Smirking in the darkness,
Turning my body winter frost,
Ripping my breath apart.

You left me with your demons.
Who told you I was brave?
               ~~
                           - P.S.
















































Ask




There exists a fine line 
Between Love and Lies.
How will you ever know it well?
Turns out, only time will tell.

What have I learnt- you ask?
Love is just curated Lies,
Hiding behind a mask.
Nothing but a loathsome beast,
Making your heart it's only feast.





Why








You gave me strength 
To not just fly, soar-
with the breeze
And, 
Prance with the stars.

Then Why
Did you strike my wings
As I was reaching for thunder?

Or did I venture too close
To your hurricane?











The woman

I buried a corpse today-
Mine.
The vessel that had rotted away with
Time. 

Nothing of it do I cherish.
For,
I wanted this part of me to perish.

The part of me that was ever so grim,
The Woman I was when I 
was with him.



Broke









You broke my spirit,
I paid the fine.
Lips once woven,
Cracked over time.

You say your sorries,

And well, I say mine.


















Listen

Listen to this plight,
For I, am your only devout.
The only name on my lips,
The only religion I know.

Listen to this plight,
O master of my divine.
Bring me my happy back?
Bring me.... You?
             ~~
             
                                 -P.S.