Agle baras matt aana Bappa
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raaz gehre.
In my land of poetry and proses,
You will always be among the highlightened ones.
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The tiny black mole on your left temple
To the holy soul I found in the temple of yours
I hope to remember it, all too well.
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It was just a millionth of second
But what I felt seemed like lightyears of time
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It brings along a promise of eternity
only to leave me at dawn
when the realization dawns upon
that it was a stranger and I was a whore
who was only meant to be used but never loved.
Time and time again, love knocks at my door,
Leaving me as a weeping mess on the floor.
I have moved on from an old love who was wrong
I have started to like someone and it isn't right
But,What if I wasn't a whore ?
Could the things have been different?-
Yeh kambaqt zindagi bhi kitni ghatiyaa hai
Jab jeena chahti thi,muh pe maut ka thamacha maar diya
Jab marna chahthi hu, zindagi ne zinda laash bana diya-
In a parallel of universes
In my strangest of dreams
Where caste is mere a good old name
Past is just a past bad time.
You may turn back and look at me for once
And when you do,
Can I try not to look away ?-
Every night I cry myself to sleep
Begging for a miracle to happen
Long forgotten that miracles were angels
And I killed her without any remorse-