Or hon gay woh log jo mahabbat ko bhula detey hain,
hum tou ab bhi tujh hi k pass rah rah ker sada detey hain.
barri mushkil se mila kerte hain dost lakin phir bhi,
janey ahbab ko kiyou log bhula detey hain.
Faasle mita kar aapas mein pyar rakhna,
pyar ka rishta yu hi barkaraar rakhana,
bichar jae kabhi aap se hum,
to ankho mein hamesha hamara intezaar rakhna..
Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eye, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
I loved her from my heart,
She touched my soul n shake my heart,
I found her mine, but that wasn’t true,
I cried all night but she never dew,
Was it wrong to express my love?
Was it the same reason she left?
