दिन तुम्हारे सब साथ चलेंगे।
रात फिर तुम अकेला बचोगे।

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Wo Mujhse Baatien Toh Karti Hai,
Par Uski Baaton Mai Jikra Kisi Or Ka Hota Hai...

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Takleef Toh Bahot Thi Mere Iss Dil Ko ,
Badi Mushkil Se Phir Sambhala Hai Khud Ko...

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ईस अन्धेरीं रात मे कुछ, उस्कि याद मे।।
पागलसि हो रहि हो तुम।।
बोलती तो तुम् कुछ नहि ।।
फिरभी बहत् कुछ बोलरहि हो तुम् ।।

इत्ना प्यार के वाद भि ।।
नाजाने गुस्तखी क्यु हैं।।
सब कुछ जान्ने के वाद भि
नादान क्यु हो तुम्

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I am gonna talk about my favourite time,
When I am no more melodious as chime,
Not for you,unless thou are my partner in crime,
When I think about my whole day,
Its 3 a.m. ,my fucking real bae.

Neither happiness, nor worry,its an amalgamation,
Its the time when I fly high in imagination,
Simultaneously, I am filled with much of indignation,
Its just me with me,no other needs to stay,
Its 3 a.m.,my fucking real bae.

It is what must be called a precision,
This time never lets me take a bad decision,
It motivates me for not making an incision,
For expressing myself, I never need to say,
Its 3 a.m.,my fucking real bae.

This time I may be torpid,
You may say that I am morbid,
Actually the sweet, briny me becomes rancid,
Warning you! Please stay away,
Its 3 a.m.,my fucking real bae....

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Maybe the time is arriving,
Where all my memories would became my past!
The moments spent would never be visible again..
Sometimes the destiny is not with us,
We don't get.. What we want.
The person with whom you spent all your memorable moments will be a photograph hanging on the empty walls of your heart.
I have spent my life by listening many times that,
What happens with you once..
Never came back!
But that was just a false statement. Sometimes we have to face everything again
It can be your imaginations or maybe the truth..
There are many phases in life through which we have to resist,
But there's a point where nothing is in your hand!
You have to just wait for that to go away and start again💫

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I'm cherry picking regrets tonight.
Resuming unfinished songs of
Late night musings, years ago,
From where I left
-- the ones who sang them-- off.
Sealing chipped pieces of
Reluctant conversations
With the kintsugi of warmth;
I want to know
How we would have
Said our goodbyes,
If we hadn't made peace
With the chaos
Our eyes guarded
In hapless silence:
The one that rang as a
Coda in falsetto
Through the skies of
Dying nights.
Maybe we've conducted
Way too many symphonies
In the arrhythmia of
Heartbreaks.
Or maybe, we know that
Tonight is no different.
You'd still sleep with your lights on.
I'd still wait in darkness.

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सच बोलकर कब तक झगड़ते रहेंगे हमदोनो ?
चलो, अब झूठ बोलकर बेइंतहा प्यार किया जाए ।

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मुस्कुराकर मांगी थी मैंने जो मोहब्बत उनसे,
ज़ालिम वो कभी निभा न सकी।।
किया था जो वादा उसने साथ निभाने का,
उस बेवफ़ा को अब कुछ भी याद नहीं।।

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"कितने खुशकिस्मत है न वो लोग 'अभि'
जो रात होते ही चैन की नींद सो जाते हैं।1।
हम तो कमबख्त सुबह के इंतज़ार में रात
और रात के इंतज़ार में दिन गुज़ार जाते हैं।2।

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