The crumbs of joy were left on the table,
The leaves of sorrow lifeless on the ground,
Like it was the autumn which should have never come!
She was the bright day of spring ,
But his death brought the winter,
Idea of moving on wasn't less than a thunder ,
Scaring the shit out of the poor little thing ,
Who even after 8 years
Still thought
That the bell would ring!
Nazrein milana khud se bhool chuke hain...
Ayne ka chehra ,
pehchan ata nahi..
Dhundhli iss tasveer ko
Saaf karein agar toh
Bhooli hui wo soorat
yaad ajayegi...
Parchai boore waqt ki,
Bhale hi na mit paye..
Par kuch kar pane ka khayal,
Shayad kuch khushi de jaye..
Nami inn palkon ki hatt jaye agar toh,
Bhooli hui wo soorat
yaad ajayegi...
Chandni ki hai guzarish chand se..
Saath hoke bhi duur kyun ho itne..
Kya duniya hi hai sab tumhare liye. .
Chahne mana bahot hain tumhare..
Par Humari chahat ke toh hote hain tumpe hi khatam kinare..
Muskura kar chand iss baat pe bola..
Iss nacheez ki har khwahish jo sapna hai..
Wo kaise samjh raha na khud ko apna hai..
Ek baar dekh liya hota aankhon mein meri..
Tu kinara nahi ..
Tu hi sagar hai....
