love
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Trapped
Once again I tried, But I could not fly Once again you are in glee,I could not fleeYou could control my life,That makes you smile Once again, I am trapped, And thinking inside Is this my destiny or just another… Continue reading
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You are me
You are my habit, and my nature You are my dream, which I nurture Look closely, my love You are not you You are just me In front of that mirror. तुम्ही मेरी आदत, तुम्ही मेरी हरकत Tumhi Meri Aadat,… Continue reading
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Modern Love in Transit: The Bus Stop
In English and Hindi Once considered a sacred bond and the unshakable foundation of human connection, love now appears in an entirely different form. It is no longer seen as a divine emotion; it has become a jarring, fleeting instrument,… Continue reading
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A Fleeting Gaze
I came to the market to buy a few things But in a fleeting gaze, I was sold instead. आए थे बाज़ार कुछ सामान लेने, मगर देखते ही हम ख़ुद बिक गए। Aaye The Bazaar Kuch Samaan Lene Magar Dekhte… Continue reading
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My sins (Mere Gunaah)
She was ordained to be but mine,Howbeit, I preferred to let her goMy sins were endless as the brine,Yet, ‘twas her fault that I espied. वह जो थी मेरे नसीब में,मैंने ख़ुद उसे ठुकरा दिया थे, गुनाह, मेरे अनगिनत,पर, गुनाह उसके… Continue reading
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After Ages
After ages, I found a soul I could call my own,Yet why does my heart race like it’s newly grown? Has a forgotten desire been rekindled today? Has love bloomed again after being kept at bay? मिला कोई अपना बरसों… Continue reading
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A Stranger Lost in Despair
You weave a world of dreams so bright, A tapestry of colors and lightYou whisper my name into the night, But when I seek the bond we share, You show me a world, cold and bare, Where I’m just a… Continue reading
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A Fleeting Illusion- Vaham
I came to your door and called out for you,What you dismissed as a fleeting illusion,Was the aching sigh of My heart’s deepest confession. आये थे तेरे दर पर, और दी थी आवाज़ भी, तुमको जो वहम था, वह मेरी… Continue reading
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That Stranger’s Visage
My pen seemed to have a voice of its own,Whispered like a poet, asked me once more, “Shall I uncover the secrets you store,The mystery your eyes silently adore?I wish to reveal the tale untold,A fable buried deep within your… Continue reading









