BEWAFAAI

Kabhi uss pagal ki zindagi,
Jeekar dekh bewafa,
Wafa se bewafaai krne ka afsos,
Tujhe tab hoga.

By-Himanshu Tobaria

ENDLESS DREAMS

I've experienced sleepless nights,
With endless dreams.

By-Himanshu Tobaria

YOU GAVE ME MOMENTS, WHICH I CAN'T FORGET!

Remember?
When my eyes became your favourite mirror.
The way you use to kiss me.
Killer.

Remember?
When your beauty was the only think to stare.
The way, you use to hold my hand.
Fair.

Remember?
When you said, "Love you till infinity."
The way you use to cuddle with me.
Bitty.

Remember?
When we broke up.
Everything ended.
End-up.

By-Himanshu Tobaria

MY LOVE CAN!

''I can't approach her,

But my love can''.

By-Himanshu Tobaria

I COULD HAVE!

''I could have cheated, but I didn't''.

By-Himanshu Tobaria

SHE WAS A LIAR

Harsh truth, she was a liar.

By-Himanshu Tobaria 

ON MY OWN GRAVE

Life gave me a punishment,
Which feels like,
"I m crying on my own grave."

By-Himanshu Tobaria

WENT TOWARDS THE DARKNESS

Saw a dream, deep dark.
I was walking in a dark park.

Saw a boy holding a candle, crying.
"Help me bhaiya, I m dying."

There was a cut on his neck.
Added, "They are using me like a deck."

Went towards the darkness, followed him.
On my back, saw some light, which was dim.

He smiled and said, bye.
Can't forget, innocent but beautiful eyes.

Dim light was of ministers luxury cars, shame.
Media, thank you+hate you, in his eyes you are tame.

By-Himanshu Tobaria

THIS DARKNESS

Now this darkness is my best friend.
Because it never judges me.
And it is as evil as my soul is.

By-Himanshu Tobaria

A SOUL ON LEASE

A women professionally a prostitute.
Life and fate both gave her a boot.

Some ate her, some tried to buy her soul.
Someone would pass her heartbridge, give her a toll.

Waited for years, noone came.
Never hoped, her life became tame.

One very fine day, he met her.
She thought, evil soul wearing good soul's fur.

She let him go, her big mistake.
His love for her, was not fake.

True love exists, story came to an end.
Both buried, memories and bodies, on a peace of land.

By-Himanshu Tobaria

DEEP OR DERP?

The madman, the lover, is a poet.

Love, hatred, fame and fakeness, I've faced yet.

A poet can see life in a death.
A poet can feel emotion in a single breathe.

There is poetry in everything.
Even a raindrop is a human being.

Here, the 'Rain Drop', in the last line symbolises and holds a great meaning, as rain drop is the output of a long process which includes ocean, sunlight and rain. The ocean is refered to as the 'Ground', of an artist  from where he begins his journey, sunlight symbolises 'Talent', as it take it to another level. Right above in the clouds comes 'Fame', and at last rain. When an artist reaches to the top, he should always be thankful for everything he's blessed with, far away from ego, otherwise it could also pull him back to initial his stage. The rain drop symbolises the 'End', part of the whole saga as it refers to an egoistic artist who lost his fame and art, hitting the ground back hard or even harder than the whole struggle he has been through.
By-Himanshu Tobaria