Jaise yeh aasmaan, Kala sa, gehra sa, sannate mein ghira hua, Adhoora sa lagta hai chaand ke bina, Waise hi kuch mera dil hai, Tere bina....

I want anything, That shuts my mind from thinking all the time, That tires me physically, That hurts me so much that my heart literally...

Kuch hai door ke desho mein, Kuch chale gaye aaj hi shehar se bahar, Kuch ne andekha sa kar diya hai, Toh kuch jaante bhi nahi hum karte...

I've censorized versions of myself, And spiralled down my overthinking, Creating new thories and analogies, Of the chapters of the past,...

I don't even realise it's Wednesday today; I've successfully distracted myself from the constructs of the week, Where five days of work,...

Everything I haven't told you, I tell you in my dreams, In letters that I've written, In the dream and in reality too, In gifts that I...

Before every day ends, There are words, Waiting for me, To turn them into a poem, Silently screaming, Everything that my heart wants to...

So fine, In this silence, Of September, As I deny conversations, And avoid communions, But it feels fine, So fine.

My hands are freezing cold, And you never believed me, Until you held them suddenly, On a September evening, After a crazy thunderstorm...