Log poochtey hen kyon surkh hen tumhari Aankhen,
Hans k keh deti hon raat so na saki,
Lakh chahon bhi magar yeh keh na sakon,
Raat ronay ki hasrat thi magar ro na saki.
Jab dil udas hota hai, Dard kuch khaas hota hai, Hr soch Hr yad Hr baat Hr pal bara be-aas hota hai, Bas ek awaz c hoti hai, Wo b be-saaz c hoti hai, Na koi apna sa lagta hai, Sab ek sapna sa lagta hai, Yun dil kyo udas hota hai? Kyo dard ye khas hota hai
A heart breaking
isn''t always as loud
as a bomb exploding
Sometimes it can b as
quiet as a feather falling
&
The most painful thing is,
no one really hears it
except U.
