A confession

Thousands of words and hundreds of verses for the world out there to read,
and all this while its been my need.
And today I’d confess of not being a poet or a ‘writer’
but rather a fighter.
Now before you indulge in this cringy rhyme
let me lay this for you..
every now and then when life seems to get a bit much… my soul turns into a battle field and every emotion on the run find its way on the paper like blood flowing out of a wound on a cotton gauze.
And if my words touches any readers,
Dear you , I admire you for being brave enough to have acknowledged your struggles or kind enough to understand mine.
Thankyou 🙂

Sunday Musings

Muse 1

Choices or not ?

Would you rather
use your lifesavings to repair your beloved but broken old home
or
build a new one?
pick up the shattered pieces of your favorite frame off the floor and in process cut your fingers
or
buy a new one and walk past the old pieces, even if it hurts your feet?

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Yudh..

एक युद्घ है भीतर ही भीतर ..
ख़्वाहिशें भी खुद से और बगावत भी खुद से
एक तरफ अनमोल सपने और
दूसरी तरफ साहस का तराज़ू
एक पैर जमाने के साथ और
दूसरा कही मन के दलदल मे फसा हुआ..
आईने के उस पार मेरा अक्स या इस तरफ खड़ी मैं ?