I’m tired
I'm tired I'm tired of explaining every thought i speak I'm tired of proving under these bones i breathe So tired of clarifying with every blink just so I'm seen...
Rooms
Rooms where I struggled to breathe are quieter now Temperature’s a bit colder But lighting is better somehow Here outside, the air is heavier But at least finally mine No...
To Belong
What does it mean— to belong? Is it the connection you feel in every bond? The way you define yourself in things and places—like a song? Or is it when...
वक़्त थोड़ा कम है मेरे पास
वक़्त थोड़ा कम है मेरे पास, मगर कुछ बातें ज़रूरी सी लगती हैं। क्या पढ़ सकोगे वो अनकही, जो मेरी साँसों में चुभती हुई सी रह गई है? क्यों नहीं...
Letting Go
I played it in my mind a thousand times before. But what actually happened was not even remotely close. I sat there quietly but I was not in my body....
Will to Die
Everybody walks this earth with their dread tucked beneath the pillow. Smother the urge to speak— no one really wants to hear you. No. Grief? Bury it with the dead,...
मेरी पहचान
जिंदगी के इस सफर में, मेरा वजूद ही खो गया कहीं, नाम और घर की बात तो छोड़ो, मेरे वक्त पर भी आज मेरा हक़ नहीं। सिखाया गया था मुझे,...