Monday, August 20, 2007

Jo gar milo toh haal-e-dil na poochhna
Bas itna jaan lo ki ab fard bhi karte hain.

Seeking white

Somebody please cry
the loudest you can
lest i close my eyes,
run with legs fixed
and become a stone
Are the women all over dead?
for shrieks i beg
take me there or
i will vomit until -else
you die
for a while and then
i will cry
the loudest i can
lest you close your eyes
run with legs fixed
and turn into stone.