मेरे ज़हन का वो आदमी

This book is a quiet storm - born from confusion personal unrest and the fragile clarity that sometimes follows. These poems are not attempts to fix but to observe: to look at one's own emotions from a distance without judgment or pity. They speak of heaviness of nights that don't always lead to dawn and of moments that remain unresolved. Each poem is a mirror - cracked but honest - reflecting what happens when we stop running and begin to notice. It's not a guide. It's a glance - into the subtle chaos of being.