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This is a blog of a hypocrite. Don't trust a hypocrite. Disclaimer: We are all hypocrites.
Tuesday, September 6, 2022
tere jaane k baad
Wednesday, May 29, 2019
Death
A prince or a pauper, a god or a man
Born! Every moment running to the end
No respite, no break, no pauses for breath
Come what may, its final bed is death.
- ashay (29th may 2019, 0028 hours)
Tuesday, April 9, 2019
Stigma
There was once a homely house
Adorned with gold and gay
Whose luscious greens would always rouse
All minds on it that lay
A shadow has been lurking and
Awaiting for its prey
Smile and sleep has turned to sand
Slipping through their grasp away
It's all blues and grays since days
Since all the green went dry
When stigma won, in parting ways,
And the light had said goodbye!
- ashay(9th April 2019 0040 hours)
Sunday, August 9, 2015
Lafzon se wakif zarur hai
Bas inhe tarashne ki der hai
Gham-e-alfaaz zarur hai
Bas zuban pe laane ki der hai
Dil me ashk zarur hai
Bas aankhon pe aane ki der hai
Shiddat-e-ishq zarur hai
Bas nafrat mitane ki der hai
Mann me aag zarur hai
Bas isse bujhane ki der hai
Dil-e-naadaan zarur hai
Bas isse sawarne ki der hai
Zehen me shaitaan zarur hai
Bas pyar karne ki der hai
Shaitaan-e-guroor zarur hai
Bas insaan banne ki der hai
Ye rah bahrupi zarur hai
Bas ispe chalne ki der hai
Maut-e-muqaddar zarur hai
Bas aaj jeene ki der hai
- ashay (0300 hours, 9th Aug 2k15)
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
Late night musings
mass writing spree: a heart vomiting.