As no one is truly yours.
You are the only soul,
Fighting your own battles,
Rising through the storms,
To finally reach the sky —
Where you merge with the Divine..-
BE-SABR THA DIL,
PAR SHANT TAB HO GAYA,
JAB SAMAJHAA —
RUH SE MERA HAI WO,
PAR KISMAT NE HAQ KISI AUR KO DIYA…-
They screamed at the ashes...
I saw a soul.
They ran in fear...
I stayed to listen.
Not every fire is to burn —
some exist to awaken...-
I am a dewdrop, a dewdrop am I?
I vanish with light, don’t I glow through goodbyes?
I tremble on petals, don’t I hold the storm?
I fall from the sky, don’t I rise in new form?
I touch for a moment, don’t I leave a spark?
I shimmer in stillness, ain’t I a flame in the dark?
I reflect what is, ain’t I truth in disguise?
I dissolve in the Sun, ain’t I a dawn in your eyes?
I am a dewdrop, a dewdrop am I?-
Before his hand ever reaches my skin,
I'm already touched —not by fingers,
but by the depth of his soul.
His nearness breathes warmth into my veins,
like whispers of love
flowing silently through my being.
Every touch of his
isn’t just felt —
it awakens.
As if his hands
carry a language only my heart understands.
I, who once wandered through life half-asleep,
now bloom in the echo of his fingertips —
reborn,
as though his touch
rewrote my existence.
I never knew love
could be so silent,
so sacred,
until his hand hovered near…
not yet on my face,
yet already on my soul..-
It shuts out the noise of doubt,
To listen only to the
rhythm of the heart...-
Amid the rush of reasons,
don’t forget to feel—some
thoughts exist only to be beautiful,
not solved...-
आज इन बारिश की बूँदों में कुछ अजब सा नशा है,
मानो जैसे तुमने मोहब्बत का पैग़ाम भेजा है..-