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I’ve written some intimidating stuff.

So much intimidating that sometimes, I’m surprised by my own poetry.

It’s scary to know that I’m capable of feeling so many things I’ve written. Moreover, it’s scary to know that I can transform those feelings into poetry.

Sometimes I feel I’m not that good of a poet/ writer; but when I go and read certain poems, I realize, I’m wrong.

But, I’ve written so many things I am certainly not proud of and if I could disown myself for that, I would totally do it right now.

But, here’s to feeling intimidated and writing intimating poetry.

Aise afsaane tufaan ke,

Ruke hum par woh aaya nahi,

Do kadam chale fir jo,

Aisa barsa,

Ki dil bas mein reh paaya nahi.


words for the day

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