Saturday, 2 April 2016

Her Naked Soul


Photo captured by me


Her naked soul
Her unguarded heart
Disarmed and disrobed,
Down to the core
A sacred romance
Like a wildflower,
Shallow yet fierce,
Bound yet free
She swayed to the rhythm of the winds.
Whispering secrets to the butterflies,
Eyes sparkling, soul dancing
Looking for a little flame,
Trying to find the perfect place to grow-
Her naked soul.

Sunday, 13 March 2016

Ek Yaad

Here's my first attempt at writing poetry in Urdu:



Teri muskurahat mein simat gayi duniya meri,
Aaj phir ashq bahe jo teri yaad aayi hai..

Zindagi ke samandar mein sukoon kahan,
Teri deewangi toofan ki leher bann kar aayi hai..

Main pyaasi rahi, teri ek jhalak paane ke liye,
Mere dil ke deewaro ke darmiyan ab sirf tanhayi hai..

Udna to chaha bohot magar, toot gaye par mere,
Aaj phir in parindo ko udta dekh, ghar ki yaad aayi hai..