wo thi ik raat ki baat, jab hum the mile,
wo thi ik raat ki baat, jab dil the khile,
aaj bhi aankh bhar aati hai, dil usko deta hai awaaz,
jab yaad aate hain wo pal, jinme pyaar ke phool the khile...
har baar maine dil ka haal likha,kabh dard, to kabhi pyar likha, jitni baar kaha mujhe likhne ko khuda ka naam, maine, tera naam, e mere yaar, likha...
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Janaaza...
nikal raha tha ek ladki ka janaaza,,,
jisse dekh ek ladka muskuraya...
jab usse poochha muskuraya kyun...
to bola.....
thi wo meri jaan-e-bahaar....vada kiya tha...jab bhi milenge muskura ke milenge...
jisse dekh ek ladka muskuraya...
jab usse poochha muskuraya kyun...
to bola.....
thi wo meri jaan-e-bahaar....vada kiya tha...jab bhi milenge muskura ke milenge...
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Feelings...
feelings..
i hate these feelings that come n go...
like stars in night they twinkle n glow.... i
hate these feeling cause they make me cry....
even when they give me the power to think n try.....
i hate these feelings of love n warmth...
they make me feel insecure....
and i dunno what to do...
to find its cure...
sadness is a feeling i like the most...
it makes me feel i am dead.... as if i am a ghost....
even thought this feeling passes away....
this is one feeling i would like to host....
in the morning i feel happy....happy to be alive....
feel like a new born bee in a hive....
but as the day ends... everything gets even....
my happiness sets.... when the clock strikes eleven...
as another day comes to an end i feel....
i should be free from this feeling...
but then i realise when i am awake all night...
that its this feeling that does the healing....
i hate these feelings that come n go...
like stars in night they twinkle n glow.... i
hate these feeling cause they make me cry....
even when they give me the power to think n try.....
i hate these feelings of love n warmth...
they make me feel insecure....
and i dunno what to do...
to find its cure...
sadness is a feeling i like the most...
it makes me feel i am dead.... as if i am a ghost....
even thought this feeling passes away....
this is one feeling i would like to host....
in the morning i feel happy....happy to be alive....
feel like a new born bee in a hive....
but as the day ends... everything gets even....
my happiness sets.... when the clock strikes eleven...
as another day comes to an end i feel....
i should be free from this feeling...
but then i realise when i am awake all night...
that its this feeling that does the healing....
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Today is valentines day...
I sit in the park, the trees and the wind, they say,
wish u a happy valentines day,
as she comes, walking on that dusty road,
the wind stops, the trees go quiet, cause its a valentines day,
our hearts beat fast, even though in the same rythm,
we look at each other, then i go to her,
i hug her, she hugs me, we both smile,
cause its a valentines day
I look deep into her eyes, there is so much love for me,
we go from there and sit under a tree,
we sit very close, under that tree,
and the wind starts again, looks on a spree,
as the dust rises, with that powerful wind,
i look into her eyes, she knows whats on my mind,
i kiss her, on her tender lips, and i can feel, a little bit of heat,
for every time we kiss, my heart skips a beat,
The wind keeps singing, the trees start to sway,
everybody is saying, A happy valentines day...
I sit in the park, the trees and the wind, they say,
wish u a happy valentines day,
as she comes, walking on that dusty road,
the wind stops, the trees go quiet, cause its a valentines day,
our hearts beat fast, even though in the same rythm,
we look at each other, then i go to her,
i hug her, she hugs me, we both smile,
cause its a valentines day
I look deep into her eyes, there is so much love for me,
we go from there and sit under a tree,
we sit very close, under that tree,
and the wind starts again, looks on a spree,
as the dust rises, with that powerful wind,
i look into her eyes, she knows whats on my mind,
i kiss her, on her tender lips, and i can feel, a little bit of heat,
for every time we kiss, my heart skips a beat,
The wind keeps singing, the trees start to sway,
everybody is saying, A happy valentines day...
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
once there was a girl.And what a girl she was. Long hair, flowing like water, a little dusky complexion, pure black yes, mesmerising smile, a nice body, nicer personality, and a beautiful voice...
She had a nice sense of dressing she had, and was reason of envy to other girls. When she walked on streets, she always got second looks from men.But little did people, who thought she was beautiful and happy, know what kept going in her heart and mind.
A beautiful smile, betterbody, and even better eyes. These were some of the compliments she kept recieving, but little did people find out what was underneath this viel of beauty and happiness.
There was pain, a shattered heart, lost hope, and a search for a reason to live. She was living, if you can call breathing, living.
She had a heart once, which was broken in love, a hope for happiness, which was lost in time, a trust that had been shattered.She was living, all alone, all alive, smiling, laughing, but neither loving, nor happy.
It was long time back, she had loved a boy. She had loved him with all her heart. She thought she would spend her life with him. But little did she know what fate had in mindd for her. Maybe she was not meant to smile, to be happy, maybe...
She had a nice sense of dressing she had, and was reason of envy to other girls. When she walked on streets, she always got second looks from men.But little did people, who thought she was beautiful and happy, know what kept going in her heart and mind.
A beautiful smile, betterbody, and even better eyes. These were some of the compliments she kept recieving, but little did people find out what was underneath this viel of beauty and happiness.
There was pain, a shattered heart, lost hope, and a search for a reason to live. She was living, if you can call breathing, living.
She had a heart once, which was broken in love, a hope for happiness, which was lost in time, a trust that had been shattered.She was living, all alone, all alive, smiling, laughing, but neither loving, nor happy.
It was long time back, she had loved a boy. She had loved him with all her heart. She thought she would spend her life with him. But little did she know what fate had in mindd for her. Maybe she was not meant to smile, to be happy, maybe...
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