i dream of you

in this city

i do not dream of you

i meet you

share my coffee, 

and an evening with you

but no,

i do not dream of you in this city

but often

my soul travels to another world

another city, same place as this

there 

we do not like coffee

so 

we just meet in the evening

and share our souls with each other

in that city, same as this

i dream of you

gaanth

jo khul jaaye gaanth toh dori,
jo bandhein rahein toh rishtey

one fine day

one fine day
we would disagree
to everything we had already agreed upon

the smiles would not be such happy things
we would see the layers of sadness within them
the tears too would not be such a disaster
we would know, we were only hoping for things to be better...hence the tears

one fine day
we would agree
nothing had been worthwhile
and yet, everything a treasure