Hey Girl

Hey Girl
What seems the case with your eyes
Is that black, a color of your unwiped kohl
Or a hangover from the last night

It could be a color of your pain
Or that of your skin
So undefined it seems to me
So blind

Hey Girl
Did he hit you again?
Or his lingering thoughts
Of the past
Didnt leave your mind

It could be a color of the night sky
Trapped in ur sleepless eyes
Or the color of sleeplessness itself
Of the overworked kind

Hey Girl
Are you crying again these times?
Or you didnt stop at all from that day
Memories of the past
Ghosts of the future undefined

It could be the pain that numbed you
Or the emptyness that defines you at times
Hollow do you feel
Or does it burst ur mind

Hey Girl
I look at you
And look at my mind
For we all are one
In a million similar stories of women personified

It could be that i am making it all up
Or reading it beyond the visible lines
Of expression,
Of those snubbed truths around
This careless world living beside

Hey Girl
What seems the case with your eyes
Is that black color a depth of the universe
Or that black hole of the ache
Of the you, the me, combined.

- Diary of an Oxymoron 

Faded scribbles

Write-erase
Write-erase
Write-erase & write
Till it gets engraved in my skin
Of felted memories & sadistic pleasures

I bleed
Red and blue
My nerves cry a soulful moan
I lie there with stain forever
Stain to cherish
Stain of pain

They tear the pages i wrote with my hand
Can they
Tear the moments i lived?
Can they
Tear erase undo each second
Can they? Undo

I am no joker
But i laugh on myself
Naive they say
I wish to be
Of the inhumanly ways of living

And cry

I m no kite
But i fly very often
Bird they say
I wish to be
Of the sailing ways in air define
And try

Write erase and erase it all
Destroy the nerves
But these marks will stay
Like memories of a fragrant clay

Mold them once again
I will. I will. Reshape. Regain.

Until then
You write erase
Cyclical style.

- Diary of an Oxymoron 

Random thoughts to live by

Crawling thoughts and crippled mind

Open my head and that's what u find

A silently howling cat like witch 

With an open wound & undon stitch

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Water burnt me

Leavin scars so deep

That green blood oozed out

With Frozen memories to keep

Is it impossible, I shout

Sadly abuses end in beep

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This poetry of mine is always incomplete

For the pain is alive to stop me from being upbeat

Strong enough to finish the story

And call it my personal glory

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Bleeding blue, bleeding red, bleed and bleed

Till d time you empty the color of greed

Greed to satisfy your soul with a lie

Once it's over, off you fly

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Let loose the grip you crazy lost cause

It's better to end story then to live in pause

For the ironic life won't always rhyme

Thoughts worth a dime?

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The oooh's and aah's turned sore

Moods sucked as stunk the core

Still giving up seems so tough

Happy to live a lie so rough?

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Past in present is a deep bruise

How do you give up, let it loose

It didn't rhyme neither matched the steps

As one ate lentil, other made crepes

- Diary of an Oxymoron

क्या कहूं

मूक शब्द
पृथ्वी यह स्तब्ध
दुनिया अकेली
सुलझी पहेली
सुनसान शोर
रांझा चितचोर
झूठी सचाई
अनदेखी परछाई
अनसुनी कहानी
ताज़ा पुरानी
सच सपने
पराये अपने
लाल यह बेरंग
सवाल जवाब के संग
रूखे भाव
दबे उठे पॉव


क्या कहूं
चिलाती चुप मैं रहूँ?

- Diary of an Oxymoron