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Wednesday 24 May 2017

Broken Umbrella

If the sky is anything at all
It is a broken umbrella
Of a person
Who has graver troubles to attend to
Than buy a new one.

There's no warning:
Bad weather is life.

Friday 19 May 2017

Running in Circles

What has been said
Will be said again.

I love you
Never goes out of fashion.

Sunday 7 May 2017

Death Rattle

You mix in me
The way
The smell of isband
Mixes with drizzle in the morning hours
By the jhelum bund.

The only problem however with this is that
You mix in me
The way
The smell of isband
Mixes with drizzle in the morning hours
By the jhelum bund.

The fragrance is the death one smells.

Friday 5 May 2017

War of Love

In the war of love
Body you said
Was collateral damage.
Not something to be cared about.

Now that
Nothing remains of us.
Has the war ended?