Sunflower smile,
on her rosy cheeks,
fells like spring,
when heart's going
through winter weeks.

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... क्या वो मोहब्बत भी इत्तेफ़ाक़ थी,
      या हमारा यूं मिलना इक साज़िश
    क्या वो जुनून भी राख थी,
      या उसका यूं जलना उसकी ख्वाहिश...

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I'm the Street, the long slender way to your home. I'm the lamp, the long stretch of stoic fireflies. I'm the twilight sky, blushing to your presence. I'm the crescent moon, the smile to your moon like face. I'm the wind, gushing away with fragrance of spring. I'm the fallen leaves blown by autumn.
    

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Another night turns,
   With with footsteps of same
My days are gone,
    On the doorsteps of her name.

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Along the shores
we walked,
Hand in hand
Under the ether
we laid,
And soaked in sand.

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So where to go next,
    In those winter nights
Surrounded by fog,
    With fireflies lights.
Breathing out the smoke,
    You'll realise, it's pain
When your heart did broke,
    Yet you smiled to her again.
Your tears will freeze halfway,
    With memories of your past
You'll cry your heart anyway,
    Thinking of her at last.

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... and how we walked,
on the narrow streets of Paris
I hold you in my arms,
You were embarrassed ...

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I woke up to 
    your fragrance,
in the grey morning sky
I woke up to 
    your voice,
After sleepless nights die.
When warm wax melt
    down my eyes,
You sprinkled icy dew
    with cloud's cries.
The breeze danced
with whispers on the lane,
I smiled to the Swain
in the puddle of Winter's rain.

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Blushes of sky,
     spots full of stars
In the smoke,
     of the chasing cars.

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Our Love Story is like fragrance of those love letters, dry roses, unfinished diaries or some old lyrical composition. 
I told you I would love you forever, maybe that's why forever is infinity...

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