Then-4
-In dilemma for fate
Grabbed it recently
Fear and faith both are bothering me.
Once stared at the sky
Once on the footpath
Got no difference, both are amazing!
Some do panic, keeping aside those botheration
Lay on bed idle, indeed I have
An old habit, roaming from floor to roof, saw the kitchen.
Heard Bismillah khan’s music in the midnight
Molten moonlight over the brick-field
Heard the sobbing of the urban life
Saw the inner conflict of wealth.
-Well, who is obliged to whom Jagadish?
-Of trouble’s or of life’s?
Wish to unfold it like the wrapped cloths
Passion mingled at every layer.
-I know, you are not willing to answer all in black and white
-Forest watcher roam around with many questions at the art galleries
Don’t know whether they are in dilemma of fate or not.
-Well, is the fate a boat?
Float and shiver?
I have passion for you, but no similarities
I want love, you mention duties
I am not escaping duties
Not interested without goals.
Show me keeping aside the arguments
Without passion can you reach to lord?
-Hey! What? What are you doing?
Lit the lamp
Eyes are about to close.
Aren’t you my lover?
You know, if you love
Keep your beloved in front of your sight
Not to push in the dark.