Let it be
You wanna hide then let it be
You wanna hate then let it be
You wanna leave then let it be
You wanna run then let it be
Because you have done a lot
And i have let you do it a lot
You are free as always you were
Just this freedom is without me.

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Realization
A price of word with whole nation in it, who am I in the real nation.
Who am I really. Am I real or just faking my emotions. My personality. Real is everything rest is what made upto keep you entertaing . Well its a story of real_iz_nation, so you wake up at the middle of night and you see your body still lying in the same bed which you scrambled few hours ago that's thr most painful realization, isn't it. It's fascinating that we run away from realization that we are running far from self to get closer to others. Death is realization. Killing self is realization. Standing up is realization. Falling down is realization. Crying is realization. Smiling is realization. Realization is way more far from truth and false. It's the talk to self soul of your judgment. I have realized and will realize.

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If the words you spoke appear on your hand..... Would you still be beautiful.

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I wish for holding you beneath my breathes
While we mesmerize the" cold/mess" on stage.

I wish for breaking your heart after mine buried
While traveling back to all "7 years" we had on ground.

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Nazron Mein, Ek tum hi toh bas thae,
Toh Kah ku nahi dete ki ab basne ki rahat hai.

Saanson Mein, Ek tum hi toh Ghule thae,
Toh Kah ku nahi dete ab ghulne ki sahmat hai.

Baahon Mein, Ek tum hi toh thame thae,
Toh kah ku nahi dete ab thaamne ki izzazat hai.

Dil Mein, Ek tum hi toh saje thae,
Toh Kah ku nahi dete ab sajne ki rahmat hai.

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Main kaun hu!!
Main wo Raat Hu, jiski Subha tum thi
Main wo Baat hu, jiski har rahat tum thi
Main wo raah hu, jiski rukhsat tum thi.
Main wo baag hu, jiski kali tum thi
Main wo dost hu, jiski hasrate tum thi
Main hi daastan hu, jiski mukhtazar tum thi
Main wo junoon hu, jiski pagalpan tum thi
Main wo parwana hu., jiski shama tum thi
Fir bhi tum puchti ho main kaun hu!!

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Wait till it's friday
Just carve your pray
And let every one of you slay
Make a bit of you stay
Here it's a saturday
Be your own lazy bay
Fill it with delicious tray
Let the craziness make a say
Make the night hold the stay
Confused with dry day
Snap to sunny sunday
And ages turns them white to grey.

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Wait till it's friday
Just carve your pray
And let every one of you slay
Make a bit of you stay
Here it's a saturday
Be your own lazy bay
Fill it with delicious tray
Let the craziness make a say
Make the night hold the stay
Confused with dry day
Snap to sunny sunday
And ages turns them white to grey.

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Murad ek talaash...

Wo jo ek mulakat thi, kya wo aagaz hai!
Wo jo ek baat thi, kya wo ehsaas hai!
Wo jo ek muskurahat thi, kya wo saaz hai!
Wo jo ek fursat thi, kya wo khaas hai!
Wo jo ek murawat thi, kya wo sarfaraz hai!

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Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real mishap. gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I love hate love.

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