That Kohl Eyed Indian Girl

AUDACIOUSLYYYY BLACKK This poem is dedicated to the dark   Kohl(kajal) which I apply in my eyes; some people find it UGLY some find it   BeaUTIFUL….but my reasons for applying it our Different and I LOVE MY KOHL more than anything; since years people have been asking me and hence here I am solving the mystery as to why I apply so much of Kaaajal in my eyes….If u are capable enough then do de-Mystify ITTT….and I believe this according to me is my MOST BEAUTIFUL PIECE….hope u love it too !!!   I am An AUDACIOUS BLACK I am the invisible beauty of the deep oceans of eyes I am the Unseen dimpled smile I am the unheard sob of the Purest Pain; I am the undiscovered Life Gain I am the unheard Jingle Of the Temple’s Bell; I am the UNNOTICED Innocent Giggle Of a School Girl; I am the Most Positive NEGATIVE….. I AM AN AUDACIOUS BLACKKKK…….. I am the the Aroma of Life’s tea I am the calmness of the Night Hours of Wee; I am the Most Betrayed Betrayal; I am

COMPLICATION IS AN ESSENCE!!! Now when things are so simple I want many complications. The essence of life has been in the rumination and contemplation A free feather never finds a home A stone however is bound to the ground. I want to love but I cannot love. I want to say but I cannot express. I want to cry but suddenly tears are seized Emotions scare me, emotionlessness is an expectation Neither I am an absolute zero nor am I a complete hundred. Neither do I want silence nor do I want a crowd… Neither I want to be a child nor do I want to be a grown up I don’t want lust I don’t want love either. I question myself a lot; I recently stopped facing myself……. Now when I smile while walking; I don’t know the reason behind it Suddenly when I am back home, I start missing the walk Sometimes the journey is bliss because the destination doesn’t want you. I wish I Could be either hanged or I could be the same I was a time   back. At least I could cry

to while listening my current fav song.....Aaankhon ke Saagar le dooben   humeinn….Neendein meri   Sapna tera….Tadapna mera   wo Hansna tera…Aankhon ke Saagar le doobe humeinn….le doobe humein…these lines came to me naturally .....and u all know i am a writer...:-D :-D WHAT YOUR BETRAYAL MAKES ME FEEL……………………………………………… When the soft crimson moon overlooks from the clouds; Lonesomeness of the azure sky tries to whisper to the starz; When my pillow waits for another round of my dried null tears; When the morning is yet another Day; The time we started was the month of May; When I am scared to ask my God; When even the deepest Soofi Ghazals fail to strike a chord; What did you actually mean; what you said; “I love you” is now such a waste; Quality of love has deteriorated in taste; thousands of talks are all so Lame; I recall when I waited outside your place… I kept on wailing u never Came, I remember I kept Nona…as your pet name; Never to trust