How can you tell the sun not to shine, when clouds exist. How can you ask leaves not to fall when wind exists. How can you tell me not to fall in love when you exist.
Kuch Umer Ki Pehli Manzil Thi, …. Kuch Raste Thay Anjan Buhat, …. Kuch Ham Bhi Pagal Thay Lekin, …. Kuch Wo Bhi Thay Nadan Buhat, …. Kuch Usne Bhi Na Samjhaya, …. Yeh Piyar Nahi Aasan Buhat, …. Aakhir Hamne Bhi Khail Liya, …. Jis Khail Mein Thay Nuqsan Buhat
Kanch ko chahat thi pathar paane ki,
ek pal me fir toot kar bikher jaane ki.
Chahat bas itni thi us diwane ki,
Apne hazaar tukdo me uski hazaar Tasveer sajane ki.
Love Is 2 Souls
Intertwined In Such
A Way You Can''t Find
Their Meeting Place
Nor Can You Tear It
Apart It Is One
Embodiment Of
Pure
Pleasure & Pain ,
Joy & Sorrow ....
