poetry

stillness so dense you cannot move without destroying it

… Vortex Affectation / Dee

turn ingspinningturning on my own axisslow and not steadysometimes i pass the moon and we talkshe brews lemon grass kehwadrizzles

proud to introduce a sequel to a fragmented dream

solitude chose mei am now a shadow, maybe a ghost doing chores

vortexi am turn ing

little red spilled         over   tonightfrom my overflowing        rather          discontent                heart      gushing it’s way                 into

leave the curtain open.. the soft light of the night tells me ابھی رات باقی ہےthe day is still away

‏جب گفتگو کی جگہ خاموشی لے لے تو سمجھ جاؤ کہ الفاظ اپنا سفر مکمکلُ کر کے دل کے کوچہِ

little red spilled overfrom my overflowing rather discontent heart gushing it’s way into my aura I’d warn you but I