You are the morning star of my life.
Your memories are grandma's lullaby.
Your smile brings spring to my garden.
In a chilled winter night you spill coffee over the vein.
You bring thunder on your way
Love isn't without you. Hey!-
Once somebody told, "wait till I come back".
Meanwhile, the person took the train and got down to some other station.
But...........
The seat is still reserved for that one person with the dead hand holding red welcome rose.
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You are just an unignorable past of my life.
You are just a flashback I get, before I wish to fall in love.
You are just a nightmare that haunts me everytime.
You are just a careless mistake that has changed my thoughts completely.
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It was just a normal boring afternoon,
I happened to dive into our old messages.
I felt the immediate difference of my age from then.
I felt the immediate changed person in myself.
And Lastly I felt the strongest smell of your unpleasant attitude towards me.
There's no us and never was.-
Hopes are too numb to fall for your unrealistic fairytale.
Time has grown too old to fall for your keen masterd glittery eyes.
My watch ticks too fast to fall for your sparkling diamond precious smile.
Life got too busy to fall for your aromatic body fragrance
And lastly I have gone too far to fall for your over enthusiastic amiable little heart.-
The chain never breaks the loop unless "Aaj bhi jab woh pal Mujhko yaad aate hain
Dil se saare gumo ko Bhoola jate hai Dard mein bhi yeh lab Muskura jaate hai
Beete lamhein hamein Jab bhi yaad aate hai '' pops up and the entire world stops revolving there.
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Everything seems okay untill the lines "Tu nahin toh, inn labon pe ik shikaayat reh gayi hai
Door hi jab karna tha toh paas kyun laaya batah
Khuda kabhi tujhe bhi toh pyaar hoga
Khuda judaa tera yaar hoga
Khuda jaanega tu faaslon ka hai yeh dard kya" come in and the entire gallery from recycle bin finds its way through eyes.-
जिसे इतने टूट के प्यार किया हो, उसे भुलाना आसान नहीं होता।
भुला पाते हैं हम केया काभि उनसे?
ईया झुठ कहे देते है खुद से कि भुला दिया।-
Behind all the separations,
There was always an attachment.
Behind all the love letters and breakup notes,
There was always some words with inner feelings.
Behind all the shuttered mind and soul,
There was always a heart, beating the fastest.
Behind all the wrong decisions,
There was always a beauty yet a mess.
Behind all the new days,
There was always a new hope that stood up.-
I disclosed my flaws in some dead bonds.
I kept sharing my loss in some loosened knot of blue veins.
I kept open my tiny pores in some dark loopholes.
I kept on putting my blood red rose in some useless muddy clay pots.-