Ussy Apne Rishtoon Ki Fikr Thi..Wo Jo Mera Waqif-e-haal
Tha..Wo Jo Uss Ki Subhe-e-urooj Thi..
Wohi Mera Waqt-e-zawal tha.. Meri Baat Kaise wo Manta,
Mera Dard Wo kaise jante,Wo tu khud Fana k Safar pe the..
Ussy Rokna Bhi Mahaal tha.. Kahan Jaoge Mujhe Choor kar,
Mein ye Poch poch kar Thak gaya,Wo jawab mujhe Na de Saka,
Wo tu Khud Sarapa Sawal the..Wo MILA jo Sadiyoon Ke Baad Bhi.
Mere Labb pe Koi GILA na Tha,Ussy Meri chup ne Rula Diya,
Jissy Guftagu pe Kamal Tha.....
I Wish My Eyes Could
Speak What My Heart
Feels For You,
Coz
My Lips Can Lie On What
Is True, But
My Eyes Couldn''t
Coz
Even If I Close Them
I Could Still See You
You Were A Revelation
The Day I Saw You Standing
In The Distance
Your Hands Held Tight The Balcony
An Overcast Look Adorned Your Face
And For The Second Time In My Life
I Needed To Hold You
And Oh, How I Wanted To.
Forgive Me.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers'' eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers'' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet
It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return, but what is the most painful is to love someone and never find the courage to let the person know how you feel.
