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Monday 27 November 2017

Reductio ad Aesthetic

Sometimes
I want to reduce
Everything to basics:
The earth to amoeba
Life to survival
Windows to trees
Beauty to perception
Grief to poverty
A building to brick
Happiness to pretension
Love to poetry.

And you and me
To the moment when you said
“I am reading three novels simultaneously”

No sentence has made more sense
Since then.
Everything else seems irrelevant.

Sunday 26 November 2017

Aesthetic Workload

Times are harsh
Mubashir 
You may have to work overtime.

The world needs more love poems 
Than you think!

Thursday 16 November 2017

Lovers/Strangers

She said
“I like talking to strangers more
Than familiar faces”

“You mean to say
You like conversing with everyone?”
I replied

“What do you mean?”

I mean
Who knows who in this shit hole
After all
We are all strangers
Pretending to be lovers.