The day I saw your face,
I endlessly asked myself,
Who the heck was this person?
Trying to throw attitude on my grace...
I soon realised that you were
No bitch
Nor immoral,
But you were someone sweet and nice
Whom I could call my ‘pagal’
You filled in the colours,
In my colour-blind eyes,
You showed me a path,
Every time I cried.
You ask me stupid questions,
When I’m sad,
Trying to evoke the craziness in me
Which is why u all call me ‘MAD’.
You know me
Like the back of your hand,
You’ll control me accurately,
Because you’d know how I’d debauched.
You’re the exceptional,
You’re out of the ordinary,
You’re the perfect bequest I have,
And I’d do anything to see you smile,
Because you’re the best of my friend
I will never again find
-Himay Ashar
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