हा डर लगता है बेवक्त रातो में गैरो की नज़रो से जो हवस से भरी है मुझे मुझ पर पड़ी उस नज़र से डर लगता है हा डर लगता है कपड़े छोटे थे रात में बाहर थी लड़के के साथ थी मुझ पर जो बीती उसे भूल मुझे ही कसूरवार करार किए जाने से डर लगता है हा डर लगता है नाज़ो से पाला है मैने जिसे खून से सीचा हैं नौ महिने कोख में जिसे उस मासूम को खून से लथपथ बस सोचने भर से डर लगता है हा डर लगता है ....
One string of happiness which travels overseas among people of rare relation, comforting words sewed together with tunes to heal every despair, so many stories hid beneath every single line the perfect definition for our contrasting mind, nothing overtakes the love it spreads no barrier to block it's path stands for true meaning of magic in words
Days in and days out.. Neither can you scream nor shout. Something in the space makes you hollow Like, nothing for real, can you gulp or swallow All in all you just feel caged Thinking about the times when you get mazed
Slowly and steadily moving down her south Making his target her lowered pout As he aimed his target for a kiss and went close She farted badly making him squeeze his nose
The fragrance of your after shave, Driving me hazy. The warmth of your touch, Making me lazy. The desire in your eyes, Baffled my wit. Whatever was their in your eyes, Attracted me bit by bit.
Oh boy! Are you for real? Or I'm just going crazy!!