तेरी मौत का जश्न बड़ा आलीशान है ए आदत ये तुझसे मेरी आखरी मुलाकात है गहरी नींद में सो रहा था हैवान वहीं नींद में गला घोंट आया हूँ आज जब से जगा हूँ सब कुछ बदला सा है पाऊँ ज़मीन पर नहीं आज मन कुछ हल्का सा है बहुत खाया अब भूक नहीं पहुँचContinue reading “Maut ka Jhashn (Glorious celebrating the death)”
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I can fly
My house Nailed to the tree Rooted to the ground But I can fly
I think I use it
How do you use social media? It likeseverything I dosometimes not as muchas I would like it to do it shows mewhat I wantsomethings it hides too I feel I use itsometimes I am not surethat I do
If I could be someone else
If I could be someone elsewho would that bewill there be flawsor would it be the idealthe perfect one, immaculate or with blemishes and scarswhat would I preferI do wonderI think and realiseI would prefer the one who triesnot for the daybut forever always
nasha
छलकेगा पैमानामेरे हाथों मेंये मैं हूँया नशा है
My Tales Within 