random

love at first sight

It might be on the day

I was leaving you forever 

at the train station I never went to

spring

Last year, no, the year before that 

we planted Lavender and peonies 

and Chrysanthemum, some Perennials too 

Plants with strange names, Unfamiliar scents 

All thrive in partial to full sun 

I don't know what that really means 

I lack a green thumb

Whisper

Whisper

a collaborative effort 

of my fallen self and me

وعدے

ہواؤں کا مزاج برہم۔ گرداب دوش لہر پر ہیں

تلاش

ویراں صحرا میں نہ جانےکس جگہ پہ

سبز شاخیں بوئی تھیں اس نے