end of this world

I think end of this world is near,

And you are still not here.

Everyone is dying and suffering,

The high chair people are laughing and 

Enjoying their meal while watching

Starving people on the streets.

One day will come when I'll starve of your love

And die, even then you'll not notice.

tribute to Irrfan Khan

I'll die and you'll die

Each and every life bearing organism

Will die

But you are defferent, your body can be dead

But you'll be alive in the pictures you made.

And you'll be alive in the thoughts of people 

Whom you taught how live the life.

You'll be remembered by your children and wife.

You'll be remembered by your beautiful and wierd eye.

You voice like sands slipping from hand and you laughter

Like someone smashed glass on the floor.

But still you'll be remembered

As Macbeth and Roohdaar and Fernandez.

You'll be remembered.