Thermoplastic Love

Then She came to me one day

And in a sarcastic tone said

"Mubashir

Your love is like polythene.

It doesn't go away"

"Hadn't I informed you earlier"

I retorted

"We are a threat to the environment"

Unapocalyptic Futures

In the company of others

We usually study each other

And keep painting

Continuously

Unapocalyptic futures

For each and every individual

With just our eyelashes.

The lovers that therefore we are.

For Times Yet to Come

As we were loading love

Into our decrepit bodies

Post that silly argument

We realised it was half past eternity

And we were lovers

For times yet to come.