I think this is the only time in the last 10 years that I’m barely writing. Hopefully, my schedule and habits change in near future. I wrote the following in July.
I stretch my fingers, But mind says 'No'; Voice of my loved ones, Trails me as an echo. Persuading my heart, To sway away from phone; Keep it down, You live in a different time zone. Different time zone, I fumble in my thoughts. Morning, noon and night; I am out of sorts. It's perfect here, Too perfect for me, Like dead flowers adorned as a potpourri. Drowning in the timeline, Submerging in seven vast oceans. No distance in the world, Can cause this massive erosion. A part of me, my soul, Never left my house courtyard. If ever you want to collect me, my pieces, You know where to start.
आदर्णीय महोदया, इतने नाज़ुक ख्यालात, अहसासात व जज़्बात कहाँ से लाती है आपकी आत्मा ... गहरे अर्थ वशीभूत कर देते हैं ... यह सच है तारीफ़ नहीं ... बस एक ही प्रार्थना है दिव्य शक्ती से ... शब्दों और अर्थों की यह तीब्रता कम ना हो ... प्रणाम है मेरा आपको ....
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