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Logic or emotion

I dont know why
And i do not know how
But i do stumble upon questions
Questions that floats around
And Maybe because they believe
I am nomad
They come on my way
to meet me
so that i can behold them
And carry them around
Not like a baggage
But like a part
Part of my memory
And part of the very existence of “me”
And it tickles
Tickles my mind
To think thoughtlessly
That its a choice
And i ought to chose one
Okay, I do have a preference
But mine is a little different
It’s Neither Logic nor emotion
Coz my heart believes
There is no logic without an emotion
And maybe that’s why these questions have become more and more like a ghost
Inside me
And like this I keep them alive
Until I stumble again!!!

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Poetic mind

I was looking at sky
And Clouds appeared to me as my dreams
I wanted to catch them all
I even tried to jump and catch the floating one
So that i could hold on to them for a time little longer and fill up my pockets to take a tiny little part of them
And now i am sitting in my room
Eyes full of reverie…

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Poetic Mind

Me kaise tujhe khudse juda karu
Me tera hi tu ek hissa hu
Jo bhuli bisri nagme hai
Shayad unhi se buna hua ek kissa hu
Jajbaaton ka mela hai yaha
Me ankahe lafzo sa saccha hu
Tu rang de fir ek bar mujhe
Me gili mitti sa kaccha hu…

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Poetic Mind

Standing here in this place
A rare cool and calm morning
Comprising of thunder and rain
Made me realized
Its a juxtaposition of two vivid images
There is always so much hustle over here
Too many clouds
And too much of rains
The waiting
The thoughts
About the to and fro
The endless smiles and the frowns
From the strangers and the known
And believe me
It is difficult to wonder
To feel deeply sonder
And
After all this
This place
Still ,
Belongs to silence

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Future call

Just now I had that moment

That moment of the feeling of so called Deja vu

I felt “I have lived this very moment”

That I am living now

And I instantly question myself

How can I ?

Because the days I am living are all a part of my dreams

Or dreams of someone who has wished only good for me

And it clicks to me suddenly

That I am not wrong or right either

As a matter of fact

Because I have lived this very moment in a visual

A visual of dream with vague memories in distant part of my mind

And suddenly I felt that I am believing in that visual

Which was probably a future call to me back in time

And that’s how I realize that every visual of a dream you see is a future call from present you…

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Poetic Mind

I wept, maybe mumbled
A few mediocre poems
Reciting whatever I know litttle
And I knew nothing at all
But I know
You and I
Are two different rivers
Coming from opposite direction
To meet at confluence
Singing two different melodies
And then
You and I became a story
A story of incredible love
That it heals all the scars given by the time
And slowly
Under the sky
Surrounded by breeze
You and I became “Us”

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Poetic Mind

I am lost

Lost again in human vulnerabilities

and this time

I no longer need to be found…

I am a mess

Mess full of my own peccadillo

and this time

I no longer urge to be guilty…


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Poetic Mind

These days i think a lot
My thoughts have a chain of trails
And they are no less than a prayer
Its like i am spending my time praying
Praying for every possible good thing that can happen around
I am sticking to my words that i look for misfortunes too
But this time i want to avoid them ignore them and if possible bury them deep down in a ground
I watch myself thinking for things which never ever existed for me
But suddenly and slowly they have piqued my interest
Now i worry for those eyes on a wrinkled face
Sweat mixed in sand
I pray for the rain
I get lost in worries of someone wanting and wafting
But prayers are prejudiced
And I almost sigh with hushed heart
That these musings are my prayers
For someone unknown
From someone unknown
And in this light of prayers
I realize i am not praying for “Becoming”
But I already am
And we all will Remain
As long as we do not fear to be stumbled and stop…