Chal aa ik aisi nazm kahoon
A poetry by Amir Ameer that fits in so beautifully on Bol Na Halke Halke by Shankar Ehsaan Loy My Instagram: @Oldschoolbastard
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A poetry by Amir Ameer that fits in so beautifully on Bol Na Halke Halke by Shankar Ehsaan Loy My Instagram: @Oldschoolbastard
I have been thinking of doing this for a very long time and I have dumped the idea more times than one. I only thought that since I am starting a new podcast. It is very important to maintain utter transparency with my listeners. I have tried to tell you about the important chapters of my life. I have left out on a few things. I have reserved them for a later time. I hope you guys like it and use this as a form of inspiration for the times when you really need one. This is specially dedicated to...
Something that I had written long ago. Although it is incomplete. I plan on completing this pretty soon and bringing it out in front of all of you.
It has been an absolute joy creating this poetry for the world and more importantly for myself. I wanted to share the idea behind the making of Cigarette. This has been one of the most complicated yet most soulful works that I have created so far. Music : Andrew York
Although having spent countless nights wondering as to how different things could have been, had I made some different choices in life. This is a vivid description of how multitasking looks like in my world.
I am far from home and our oldies are on the streets fighting for their rights. We have to raise our voices. Every human has the right to rightfully fight for their fundamental rights.
Ever thought, what happens when two people separate? do they unlove or do they still remain in love, wishing well for each other? Here is the answer
Sometimes I wonder, what if I never had the vision to look beyond? Will, it still be so beautiful or it is actually so beautiful to every eye around.
A beautiful nazm written by Amrita Pritam Ji based on the Indo Pak Partition. The least that the partition could have done was to divide the land; the worst it could do was to divide hearts.
A piece that has always stuck by me all these years. This has to be very special for me. Thank you Amrita Pritam Ji for giving us this.
it was one of those nights when I was missing my dudu a lot and that's when I thought of her love story that I have lived through ages.
ever needed a hug? AA hug so tight that it makes you feel so light, your shoulders drop and your head leans in? That!!!! Here is one for you!
Just me ranting, venting and all that jazz.
Inspired by real-life, I try to bring forward the blunt emotions that I have been feeling for quite some time now.
A cigarette is sometimes a metaphor for something in the bigger picture. This poetry is very special for me as it perfectly describes, how I used to feel someone used to push me to talk during my mental health crisis.
have you ever left something special for something more materialistic and then got nothing?
A cross over that I guess is very apt considering how in today's world, we flip flop with our love interests.
sometimes i fantasize how will I meet the love of my life in the morning and this is precisely how it is going to be.
A tribute to one of my favourite movies: Rockstar Your Heart is all you need and all you have.
there is enough said about the partition, but it is one of those events in the history where enough just doesn't cut it.
How close are you? Think again... is it what it is or is it what you want it to be?
a sheer depiction of what a poet can do. Flip the universe with me with beautiful music from Abi Sampa
These days people do love you (terms and conditions applied); that's the new unconditional. Here is a reality check!
how separation affects you is completely your choice. You can always control the outcome
Sometimes, you are just a version of yourself. How long this feeling prolongs is what defines your character sketch. Ab tu-tu nahi, ek adakaar hai, jo nibha raha hai kirdaar apna hi
I can see you, nothing but you, only you everywhere I go - A tribute to Ahmad Faraz Sahab
My undying love for Kashmir is not something that I have kept undercover. This one is for Kashmir, as brutal and as honest as someone can be.
sometimes the writer reminisces with the thoughts of yesteryears and lives them through some pages of his diary.
How beautiful can it be, if someone could just ask "How are you?"
Have you ever waited for the right moment to say something right? all those stored up feelings...let it go!