Forlorn Being

I was aloft this fascinating light house and you were besides me. You were tied and from wind separated. 

I was climbing down this fascinating light house. You were behind me. And with a flicker we became alone together. Prologues say what enigma is and swiftly my life turns oxymoron. 

The golden hue is set to sour into silver. The standing sun smirks at me.A constant glare at the steps behind and the constant overwhelming nothingness. I am still climbing down the lighthouse that seems to never end. Your absense brings on the vehement dislike of myself. You sing of songs of laughter and heights while i speak of my physical forlorn being.

At times when i unfurl lighter shades of life, i find heavy lumps somwhere down the throat.

At times when i unfurl darker shades of life, i find muscles rising up the cheek bones.

Aaj dil dukha hai..
Tum yaad aye..
Anjane log hai..
Apne kahan dhoond payen..

A Birthday Letter

3rd September.

Harsh,

Those days have went away no doubt but there has never been a time when i did not think of you. I wish to imagine the way you would have looked today. You would have grown up and been a handsome young man na. Would you have been taller ? I guess yes. Would you have continued to measure our heights every second day ? 

Seventeen years old you have been today if only you would have been....

Ten years have passed by, lots of seasons and millions of seconds. 

Memories are vague but somehow retained.

I remember the last time I saw you..you were sleeping..

I just want to tell you I still miss you hard and will carry on.

Why didnt you talk to me before going ?

Only if you reply to this letter, I promise to love you more. 

I know now what you meant to me.

I also want to tell you that I miss doing your homework too.

I'll keep writing until you reply me one day.

Miss me too. Miss me if you ever look at a blank besides you in whichever world you are.

Sending you birthday candles. Blow them away.

Love,

Lehari.