उनको शिकायत है हम शायर क्यों है, उन्हें क्या मालूम शायर तो हम हमेशा थे बस अभी लिखना शुरू किया है ।।

Little Things That Aren't Little Like that unfinished poetry, An unknown favourite road side eatery, A drop of tear bundled up somewhere, An old known smell, And a long pause after a nonsense talk which matters......

Wrapped up in endless desires thought of you come as a puzzle. Keeping me in it's embrace, It goes on like a relentless candle.