Love is a poemOnly a few can writePeople see a dewWhich they see as whiteYou have to give allBy being the most quietMost think it's too muchBeing it this quiteYou have to nurture itA little bit each timeAnd one day you will sayFinally she's mine -
Love is a poemOnly a few can writePeople see a dewWhich they see as whiteYou have to give allBy being the most quietMost think it's too muchBeing it this quiteYou have to nurture itA little bit each timeAnd one day you will sayFinally she's mine
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There's a peace in this silenceThere's a silence in this peaceAnd with each passing dayYou break piece by pieceThe soul has become numbIt doesn't know what to followLooking at the skyMakes you everything swallowYour heart is tiredLooking for a place to restSeeing at your side you knowYou were never the best -
There's a peace in this silenceThere's a silence in this peaceAnd with each passing dayYou break piece by pieceThe soul has become numbIt doesn't know what to followLooking at the skyMakes you everything swallowYour heart is tiredLooking for a place to restSeeing at your side you knowYou were never the best
Maybe he was tryingMaybe he was learningIf someone could've seenThat he was yearning It's time to be successfulThat's what society told himListening to it he sawNobody is there to hold himIn pursuit of happinessHe came a long waySeeing his path he knewThere was no other way -
Maybe he was tryingMaybe he was learningIf someone could've seenThat he was yearning It's time to be successfulThat's what society told himListening to it he sawNobody is there to hold himIn pursuit of happinessHe came a long waySeeing his path he knewThere was no other way
To know the reason You need to be by my sideListening and eager to hugWith your arms open wideThere will be sadnessHe would be hollowWith serenity and warmthYou would have to followHe was hurt and leftWith none to acknowledgePeople laughed at him sayingHe doesn't have knowledge -
To know the reason You need to be by my sideListening and eager to hugWith your arms open wideThere will be sadnessHe would be hollowWith serenity and warmthYou would have to followHe was hurt and leftWith none to acknowledgePeople laughed at him sayingHe doesn't have knowledge
कलम की सियाही सूख सी गई हैमन में बैठी चिड़िया सहम सी गई हैमिलते थे खुदसे जिस जगह पर हमवो जगह अब गुम सी गई है -
कलम की सियाही सूख सी गई हैमन में बैठी चिड़िया सहम सी गई हैमिलते थे खुदसे जिस जगह पर हमवो जगह अब गुम सी गई है
अब गलती ढूंढना नहीं शांत रहना सीख लिया है दुनिया जहां को देख करबस मुस्कुराना सीख लिया है लोग आएंगे चले जाएंगे कोई नहीं पूछेगा तुम कैसे हो तुम्हें हारता देखकर एक सवाल करेंगे कि क्यों तुम ऐसे हो हजारो की भीड़ में बिन आवाज़ रहना सीख लिया है अपने साथ होकर भीउसने गुम होना सीख लिया है -
अब गलती ढूंढना नहीं शांत रहना सीख लिया है दुनिया जहां को देख करबस मुस्कुराना सीख लिया है लोग आएंगे चले जाएंगे कोई नहीं पूछेगा तुम कैसे हो तुम्हें हारता देखकर एक सवाल करेंगे कि क्यों तुम ऐसे हो हजारो की भीड़ में बिन आवाज़ रहना सीख लिया है अपने साथ होकर भीउसने गुम होना सीख लिया है
A cloak of silenceWith an urge to talkYou hope they'll listenBut people just walkThinking they're busyYou leave for tomorrowHurting your smileYou grow your sorrowAtlast they replyTelling you to grow upSeeing their responseYou feel to blow up -
A cloak of silenceWith an urge to talkYou hope they'll listenBut people just walkThinking they're busyYou leave for tomorrowHurting your smileYou grow your sorrowAtlast they replyTelling you to grow upSeeing their responseYou feel to blow up
That night the city saw a shooting star...."I wish we never find replacements for each other". She wished"I wish she never sees this star". He wishedAnd that's how some stories end,Two innocent souls....Loving out of the ordinary -
That night the city saw a shooting star...."I wish we never find replacements for each other". She wished"I wish she never sees this star". He wishedAnd that's how some stories end,Two innocent souls....Loving out of the ordinary
Let me sleepIn rug of self at nightLeaving things beYou hope everything be rightDon't wake me upThere are demons outsideClosing your eyesYou know it's a storm insideWaking up in bedIts all the same storyRealising at lastWill lead to no glory -
Let me sleepIn rug of self at nightLeaving things beYou hope everything be rightDon't wake me upThere are demons outsideClosing your eyesYou know it's a storm insideWaking up in bedIts all the same storyRealising at lastWill lead to no glory
And with the last chapterHe finally put his pen downThis is not the end..... it's just the place where he stopped the story -
And with the last chapterHe finally put his pen downThis is not the end..... it's just the place where he stopped the story