When the moon will be raged, And the oceans will not be tranquiled. The night will speak, And the hearts will stop their beating. The games will stop, And the war will start. The swords will be forged, Just to be striked through the hearts. The deads will mourn, And the living will be quiet. The galaxies are just nothing, Other than her eyes. Vastness of the hate, And the nothingness of love. The sun will die, And emerge from within a dove. Everything will end from north to the south, There'll be no one to swear an oath, And hold a hand instead of a sprout. In spite of the fatigue, the land will not forfeit, The seas will die, in the wait of being metaphoric.
The love is blind, And the stars are bright, Darkness is the one, To stich their nights. Space loves the moon, And sun loves the noon, Both of them have eachother, And no-one leaves soon. They are like the soulmates, And born for eachother. Sometimes, i pinch myself, To believe that it's not a dream, Or something another. This is the reality, That you are the space, Which surrounds the moon in me. And love me with your whole intensity.
She'll be the most popular poem ever, She'll be the best metaphor ever, She'll be mine forever, And we'll be together. She'll be in my arms, She'll be on my lips, She'll be the best rhyme To make myself a mess. I'll be her poet and, She'll be in my every line. I'll love her till the last breath and, She'll be catastrophically fine.
On that other side, Of this trembling road. We're traveling Day by day, To meet her through. They're shattering, To give us life. Straying the fight, To the other side. They're dancing, In front of those Shiny lights, To make the way, To wave through, To the other side.
Aansu ko behne se Raste me hi rokk liya Khawabo ki sadko pe Bin gaadi hi chal diya Thakk kar tutt kar Teri manzil pahuch gya Ab darr lagta hai kahi Thakk kar tutt kar Ruk na jau mai kahi
I'm the type of person, Who is totally different for different people. good for some, Irritating for some, best for some, talented for some, life for some, Ignorant for some, ignored by some, game for some, quite for some, introvert for some, intellectual for some, nothing for some, everything for some, talkative for some, love for some, annoying for some, and unknown for a lot. But I don't know Who am I, To me?
Kabhi saamne aajao to mai batau Kabhi nazrein milao to mai batau Kabhi khawab me aao to mai batau Tum baho me aa sako to aao Aao jo tum to mai batau Kabhi sar par chumm Yaad me aao Kabhi neend me aa kar Khawab me reh jao Tumme aane ki himmat nahi Janta hu mai Par kabhi kismat ko aazmao To mai batau