Unveil to me
each ciphered chord of love’s eternal hymn,
That I may plunge into
its cadence, unbound and dim.

Let me be carried by its rapture,
vast and profound,
Where no return awaits,
nor earthly chains are found.

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ये सोचेंगे, क्या किसी को बेइंतहा
चाहना भी इक सजा हो सकती है ?

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वो सफर भी बड़ा हसीन था जिसमें सिर्फ तुम थे।
दर्द और पछतावे की छाया नहीं थी।

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दूसरों के लिए जीते जीते कब
अपने लिए जीना भूल गए
पता ही नहीं चला ।

अहसास तब हुआ
जब हमारे वजूद पर
भी सवाल उठने लगे हैं।

कुछ सच्चा पाने की ख्वाहिश की थी
अब खुद को अफसोस की चादर में लपेटने लगे हैं।

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I cannot comprehend how you captivate me so completely
as though your soul pulls mine with an unseen gravity.
Is it the sorcery that lingers in your eyes,
casting a spell that renders the world silent around us?
Or the haven I find in the warmth of your embrace,
where even my fears surrender to peace?
Perhaps it is your steadfast devotion to this sacred bond
binding me to you, as breath is eternally bound to life.

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never lose your inner writer
to the sparkling world outside. Let it breathe, let it live freely in the world of words.

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Love is a rose, its petals may fall,
Yet the fragrance of memory outlives them all.
In every breath, I still feel you near,
A presence that lingers, tender and clear.

No treasure compares to the fire we made,
No passing of time
lets the passion fade.
Through silence and sorrow, through joy and through pain,
My heart beats your name again and again.

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Amid the rush of countless lives,
one soul longs to find
its true self.
Everyone is absorbed
in their own struggles,
with few willing to stand
beside another.
Slowly, almost unnoticed,
people lose their real
essence in chasing desires.
Who knows when this
endless race of selfishness
will come to an end?

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भूली-बिसरी यादों में,
एक याद थी
जो तुम्हारी तरह थी,
पर तुमसे अलग भी।

जब-जब खुद के साथ बैठती हूँ,
सोचती हूँ
क्या उन्हें संजोना ज़रूरी था?
अगर हाँ, तो याद क्यों बनने दिया?
और अगर याद बन ही गई थी,
तो भुलाया क्यों?

कभी अपने अहसास का बोझ समझ नहीं आता,
कभी खुद से खुश,
तो कभी खुद से नाराज़ हो जाती हूँ।

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of your loving memories,
drifting endlessly,
raining only where
you once stood.

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