तुम को देखा तो ये ख़याल आया

Armaan bhare baithe dil mein

Par kon utthe, ye pucho toh;

Jannat ki tamanna hai sabko

Par kon mare, ye pucho toh...!

Tony Hoagland, from “Peaceful Transition”, What Narcissism Means to Me

If you don't understand why someone has been grieving so much for so long, then consider yourself fortunate that you do not understand.

-Joanne Cacciatore

(Ignore the spelling mistakes)

(Had to put it somewhere. I mean, yeah, nothing to see here, just scroll past.)(please just scroll past. Don't read it.)

I'm too lonely for that.

Need that heavy rain sound type of night

“You read something which you thought only happened to you, and you discover that it happened 100 years ago to Dostoyevsky. This is a very great liberation for the suffering, struggling person, who always thinks that he is alone. This is why art is important. Art would not be important if life were not important, and life is important.”

— James Baldwin, Conversations with James Baldwin

Have you guys felt the... distance? Something that you can never get? But it's right there. But you can't get it. But she sits next to you, right on the passenger sear. But you mustn't look. You want to look. Ohhhh you want to look, so bad, that you don't care if you run over human beings or puppies or if you run into a fucking tree. You want to look at her. But you mustn't. She's there, closer than an arm's distance, but you daren't reach out. She speaks to you, yes, she does, and you can't, because if you did, you'd scream of your voracious desire for her and that... apparently, isn't good. So you mustn't. You see her hands. The faded nail polish, and you remember their softness, but you better not attempt to hold them! Even though that's the only thing in the world that matters to you. Even though you think hiding your fucking head in her embrace is the only thing worth doing with your meaningless existence. You better not do it. You must be careful showing how much you care, that tends to scare people away. And you don't want to scare her away. Besides, how much farther could she possibly go? She's right there, but you can't get her. Yeah. Have you?

Ummmm g-guys... anyone wanna listen to talk to me about how much I miss her and am scared about the fact that I'll never get to see her again?

...anyone wanna talk about it?

I mean... this seemed like a good enough platform to ask

Umr guzregi imtehaan mein kya?

~Jaun Eliya

Umr guzregi imtehaan mein kya

daag hi denge mujhko daan mein kya

Meri har baat be-asar rahi,

nuks hai kuch mere bayan mein kya

Mujhko koi tokta bhi nahi,

yahi hota hai khandaan mein kya

Apni mahrumiyan chupate hai,

hum gharibon ki an ban mein kya

Khuda ko jaana judaa zamane se,

aa gaya tha mere gumaan mein kya

Shaam hi se dukan-e-did hai band ,

nahi nuksaan tak dukaan mein kya

Ae mere shab-o-sham-e-dil ki shafak,

tu nahati hai ab bhi baan mein kya

Bolte kyun nahi mere haq mein,

aable pad gaye zabaan mein kya

Khamoshi keh rahi kaan mein kya

aaraha hai koi mere gumaan mein kya

Dil ki aati hai jisko dhyaan bohot,

khud hi aata hai apne dhyaan mein kya

Wo mile toh unse puchna hai mujhe,

ab bhi main hoon unke amaan mein kya

Yun jo takta hai aasman ko tu,

koi rehta hai asmaan mein kya

Hai naseeb-e-bahaar gard alud,

khaakh udti hai uss makaan mein kya

Ye mujhe chain kyun nahi padta

ek hi shaks tha jahaan mein kya?