don't kiss me

and when it's you and me,

it's late night. 

the stars have fallen asleep,

and the moon is dreaming,

while the sky is falling. 

and all we have to do is kiss

for the moon to disappear,

and for the sun to come roaring in.

he who laughs best

i knew i was in trouble,
when i recognized the voice
of your favourite singer
in a song,
without looking up the name.

i bet someone in the universe
looked down at me
and laughed out loud.

honesty

it would not matter if i drew a secret map

to find my way back to your heart.

i am hopelessly lost already. 

it would be of no consequence if i wrote

the most beautiful poems for you, or read every book

to quote a smart line or two, when you are tired. 

it would not matter if i practiced my smile in the mirror,

or brushed my hair out of my face, the way you like, 

or was kind to strangers like you are,

or lived my days with a passion equal to your own. 

it would probably not matter

if i slit my wrists again, so you would know the truth.

it is of no importance that i over-achieve my target

because i was aiming wrong all along.

it would not matter if i tattooed your breath on my skin,

just so i could feel you any time i want. 

it would not matter if i was perfect, because you don't want it.

and if i was your one wish come true, 

you would not know what to wish for next. 

it would not matter if i stopped time, just to kiss you again,

because i would just be left with another broken thing. 

all of my great life does not matter.

because it will never be shared with you.

this is the worst movie we have ever seen. 

and the end doesn't even matter anymore. 

being home

if you have taught me to feel love again, 

it has to be you

who shows me how to let you go. 

i would rather spend countless days 

in the parched desert,

dying in the cold sand of loneliness,

than stand in this rain of happiness

that washes over me every time i see you. 

teach me how to let you go.

i promise to learn the lesson. 

by heart. 

it's true

i'm like medusa.

don't look at me,
you'll be hypnotized
forever.

what not to do

I saw a shooting star last night,

it may have been a dream, but it didn't feel like it.

I closed my eyes and quickly made a wish. 

but when I looked up again,

I saw the star laughing at me as it flew by.

"only the gods make wishes come true", he said.

the stars just laze around,

their beauty reason enough for their existence. 

"try again tomorrow", he laughed again 

"after all, there is a sky full of stars!"

my wish didn't come true.

that's probably not very surprising,

considering I wished for you. 

practising restraint

"milte rahe jo aise hi dono, 
lag na jaaye ishq ki nazar" 

i want to taste every inch of you,
from the hollow of your neck
to the warmth beneath your heart,
before i decide to forget you.
i want to hug you with every inch of me,
our bodies melting into each other
before you decide to leave me.
i want to drink the last drop of wine,
and smoke the last cigarette into oblivion
just to make time last another minute.
i want to play every song in the world
so we get four minutes more.
i want to kiss you until you cry.
and make love to you until you laugh.
i want to make countless movies,
so we can have another saturday together.
i want to write until my fingers bleed
just so we can talk about dedications.
i want to show you the sky, because it is endless.
i want to love you, until you forget to remember her.
i want to set the world on fire
just so you don't feel the cold at night.

but i won't.