by Jafar Rehman
Some old photographsMemories,smiles anda few tears Few years laterI dream of a lifeA courageous onedoomed to remain only a dream The ever increasingdistance reminds meof the past.A glorious pastfull oflaughtertraveland joy My imaginationmakes me wonderof all thatcould have happenedif things were fine I'd make youteain the morning andin the noon andat night It was simple… Continue reading Memories
hawao nerukh badalliya thadecember thasard hawaeinkamre mainzara sijheeriyon seandar aaneka raastadhoond leti thithande jismoki rooh kaanpe lagtidur durkoi umeed nahisirf mayusidekhte dekhteye december sefurvary (february)aagaya aur saathtez dhoopaur naye phool le aayasadak paar ek nanga pedab laal rang kephool pehna thasaath hi uskehare pattedhoop mainchamakne lageneeche khadi puraanisafed gaadiki chhat (top) nebhi ab rangbadal liyadhool… Continue reading Mausam
a life that could have beeni'd wake up and look at youthe sun falling on your faceyou not wantingto get up i'd nudge youand say thatwe have so much to dobut you'd be likecan we not? and it won't matteras long aswe were together wishes
at timesat nightI lie awakelooking at the ceiling carefully listeningto the sounds of thepassing cars on some nightsI’d find youlurking in to my lifeand all the effortsI made to forget go to waste-Efforts In my handwriting
your heart and mine was different like poles like north and south we were intense and raw the fire burned bright like the Icarus we flew too close to the sun and burn ourselves out the awkward/weird photographs found their place in our phones and cameras and they burned in my mind i see the… Continue reading Memories
jab hum baat nahi karte toh main kho jaana pasand karta hun aksar nikal jaata hun khali sadko par kuch dhundne aur aksar hi khali haath wapis bhi aajata hun der raat ko pata hai tumhe radio par alag kisam ke shows aate hai ab aadat si hogayi hai mujhko unko sunne ki woh dhun… Continue reading Jab | When
मेरी कहानियो मैंमेरे किस्सो मैंमेरी बातों मैंमेरे अल्फाज़ो मैंतुम अगर ढूंढ सकोतोह मुझे ढूंढ लेना Meri kahaniyo mainMere kisso mainMeri baaton mainMere alfazo mainTum agar dhund sakoToh mujhe dhund lena
The door creaksAnd it takes me to a different timeI remember a tapThat always leaksA big patch on the wallThat sometimes dripsA door that won't closeUntil pushed hard. A small plantAnd a few mushroomsFind their way on the old exposed wallThe paint is nearly goneBlack and greenish mold finally eats up the wall Door creaks… Continue reading Creaking Door
A flag on the top floorA pigeon in the small opening of a wallAnd an absence The newspaper on the tableAn open windowAnd an uncapped pen A cup with stainsCoffee that is dryAnd a lampAnd an absence A single bedWrinkled sheetsA pillow on the floorAnd an absence An ashtray on the corner tableUnlit cigaratteAnd an… Continue reading Absence
Part 1: Six feet down A grave a sound A crying woman A mother maybe? Or a wife? Who else would grieve At this time? Who would remember This unmarked grave? Part 2: Wind blows with a hint of raindrops Enough to let you feel the water Leaves move away The veil has been lifted… Continue reading The end
