Inside me

Invisible Tears I make a vow with me to always loyal, From a visible sentence to portrayal, Kneeling down, seeking sky, rain in bares, As you always can't see my invisible tears. Fell down & wake to wander all the dark, My moon and the moonlight with stark, Unilateral path, I lost you and my fears, Besides pain, I love you and invisible tears. My vow, my loyality, my nights and my tears, Either Allah will refute me or I refute my fears, Belive me here or believe me in heaven, I love you, I can share my tears with me but my life is for you. - Ashish Dewangan

A silent night I wait and wait, in dreams  I still in wait,  As it begin, feels that night was abate,  Woke up virtually, met you in horizon,  Your sun and my moon are at inversion. Wandering dusk to dawn, insearch of incense,  Your soul witnesses, I LOVE YOU PRINCESS,  Envy of Allah, his world will get a new doctrine,  A silent night before and after anticipated coffin. Neither in world nor after the world, its my anomaly,  A silent night itself weight till the judgement day, Untill or unless you are in my fate, wait till the day,  Universe have to wait from birthday to doomsday. Ashish Dewangan

I come to you A ravage sky writes a letter, asked lightening! Why your songs didn't have bundles of string, Stormy breez kissed her lips & asked is that you! Blown my roof, filled to brim, why i came to you. Wavey and steep Lines of my palms narrated a story, Asked me why I Still alive in the absence of her Glory, Coming out, wandering lonely, knocking every doors, Where is my Princess, searching from pores to shores Light of the candle sliding & gliding to your eyes, Reaches the heart and surprise to meet with lies, You are my Princess, asked is that only you, I will never ever know why coming to you. - Ashish Dewangan

Telepathy Leaving telegram, in every grain of seconds,  From the depth of blue to the tip of deccan ... Hoping the day will come when you decode,  I heart, leaves will sprout, the seed I sowed. Sun rises and wind blown over the dusty text,  Scripture turns in the veins & you know context.  Kissing forehead, fingers around cheeks, it fed, Hug you tightly, hear my beats are already dead. Tincture of mine is wandering in your veins,  We must live together to know both the pains,  Holding you in my shoulder, for forever nap, Willing to take  my last breath on your lap.