an expressionist..
azhar's expression....
an art expression...
written in a different way from the hidden story...
uncover it...




ur structure is weak..
ailing..
and falling anytime...
ur onli a bird..
a bird carries sticks..
but u carry trunks of wood...
not an ordinary wood..
but a special one...
one that is burdensome...
one that is faltering u..
one that blurrs ur eyes with tears..
tears of pain...
mournful eyes...
ur character is impeccable..
which makes it looks more impertinent...
not permitting the help from others...
but letting all the agony overwhelm u....
ur leading a fast-paced life...
no time to amble and saunter...
u scamper and scuttle all day long...
each and every day...
ur voice seemed poignant this days...
ur averting my glance each day...
a box...
ur keeping a box...
a box of secrets...
and i need the key to unlock it...
a special key...
but where and when will i find it...


written by,
azhar