Shab-e-Tanhai
Raat aayi hai, magar tanha nahin aayi hai woh, saath laayi hai wohi baatein jo main bhool chuka tha.
Poetry
Sab kuch jo likha gaya
6 poems — ghazals, nazms, and a few shers that refused to become anything longer.
Chai aur Chhat
Chhat pe do kursiyaan hain, ek pe main baitha hoon,
Guzarish
tum se ek baat kehni thi, magar lafz kam pad gaye — so maine khamoshi likh di.
Safar
Raaste poochte hain mujh se, ki manzil ka naam kya hai —
Do Misre
Kuch log kitaabon ki tarah hote hain — padh lo to poore, chhod do to adhoore.
Barish ke Baad
Barish ke baad sheher thoda sa saaf lagta hai,