Aesthetic Blasphemy

A Minor Bird

A Minor Bird I have wished a bird would fly away, And not sing by my house all day; Have clapped my hands at him...

So me - being terribly understood

Connubial Because with alarming accuracy she’d been identifying patterns I was unaware of—this tic, that tendency,...

Nights and days...

Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light; I have loved the stars too truly to be fearful...

imagining familiarity

मैं तो मर जाऊं अगर सोचने लग जाऊं उसे, और वोह कितनी सहूलत से मुझे सोचती है, कितनी खुश-फहम है वो शख्स के हर मौसम ...

Loving in secret

I do not love you if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off, I love you as...