I perform exercises to remain
I do stunts to entertain
I have no choice but to follow
what fate has decided for me to swallow.
Inside my heart I see all hollow.
No one is there to understand my sorrow.
I envied my colleague the joker
thinking they live their life the king size
but of course their mind does the exercise
behind their mask, inside they cry.
Jugglers are great strugglers
This is short story of my Life’s circus.
please come back my dreams
I saw umpteen desiresDancing in your eyesReady to unitewith my thirsty deep visionlike misty clouds roaring to charge.your quivering lipswere ready to burst it’s hidden honeyOn my chilling cheeksYour heart was beating all the drumsThat I never heard anytimeAnd then they whispered the love notesMaking me numb between your starry armsas if we are meeting…
mind say continuebody says tired now enoughparrot out of cage, can’t fly
from bewatcher’s eyes
when you are away
Shabdon me lipti, khayalon Se saji hai masoom sawal meMilta nahi koi isse ke aakar jawab deKhule hai panne abhi, rut jawan hai,bandh Jo ho jayegi kitabein,to jaise dafne-mazaar me ye.Padh lo in khayalon ko, sun lo kya kehti gain ye,mat maanna agar kuch batati hai yePhir der kis baat ki hai, kis soch mein…
