Author: Muhammad Tayyab

Someone gave my mind Wings to fly the world Clouds were jealous: So were the birds. Without bidding farewell to my heart Or to my soul, She wandered off to unknown lands With no determination whatsoever With no destination, she...

We do not matter. Your worries and mine; They are destined to fade away. No one- Not even the so called visionaries- Will make it. For one day, all of humanity will be gone. The forests, the roads, the homes....

There used to be a life within my soul; A beautiful spirit she was- Always being there for me when I fall, Making me the happy girl all I ever was. She sang me many a pretty song And read...

Covered me with jewelry Took me to exotic cafés I was surrounded in luxury With all those rich buffets. You thought I was happy Satisfied, with bliss- content Afterall, wasn't my life confetti? Glittering with money overspent. But you didn't...

Fluttered pages here and there. An undrunk coffee mug nearby A capless blue pen on the floor; One on the table. Half-written pages flying around Crumbled sheets on the ground. A panic stricken frenzy Readings. Recitals. Writing. Repeat. Ink splattered...

Hey, this is me, your future half. I dont know where you are, or what you do. But when we meet, let's make sure we fall for each other. And let's do so through the simplest things, Like lying down...

The warm golden ray peeking through the window Kissed me, gently, tenderly, sweetly With it, it came- her lover it seemed- the warm aroma of earth. The two came into my room Holding their hands, As one. Slowly moved my...

The mighty world at a standstill- Who would’ve thought! With all of us inside, Dead it seems- On the outside. Mankind who 'conquered' the world Now cocooned within himself, Pathetically, Desperately, Hopelessly “Take a moment. Stand back. You’ve been running...

What comes before birth, And after death? The unanswered questions of all times. Are our souls in a long deep trance Trapped somewhere unknown, Somewhere mystic, transcendental; Where the stars don’t shine at all? Our souls talk to each other,...

How futile are these moments you spend- Sharing your precious moments Sacrifices you made for the minute pleasures. All for nothing. A part of 'them' you were, A part of their memories, You think. Within the room of your heart...