Your Past Is History.
And History Repeats Itself.
History has this nature to come back.
And you know what's the most painful thing ?
To see it all, repeat
Exactly in the way it happened before.
To know
That you will be broken again
In the same way
You were before !-
बैठ बनारस की घाटों पे
हाथ रखा खुदके हाथों पे
गुम सा हूं मैं तेरी बातों पे
मैं बैठ बनारस के इन घाटों पे
ढूंढ तुझे हर एक राहों पे
विवश खड़ा मैं शहर के बीच
तू आ तो सही , ज़रा पास तो खींच
तू बन गंगा मैं शहर बनू
बेह जा मुझमें
मैं यहीं रहूं ।
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идем
Idiyom idiyom
That's all I hear.
On the frozen hill
I stand I swear
Let's go, let's go
That's all you said.
I walked and ran.
Who said I was dead ?-
That I'll tell......
I'll tell my
Subconscious mind.
To tell my
Conscious mind..
That it's you.
That it's you
And that it's you...!
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That even when.
If I am dead and
If you call my name
And tell me you love me.
I'll rise up from the dead.
And tell you
How much I love you back.-
If you ask me, what do I think
Now either I am
Helplessly Depressed.
Or
Hopelessly in Love
I'd say.-
I,
Never realized what I was looking for
Until
The instance you
Came up to me
As if the cosmos gave me the question
To my alibis.
Then I glanced and understood.
Oh it was you
You all along
Everything I searched for.
It was you.
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I'd walk all the
Alleys
Be they covered with snow
Be that I am bare feet .
I am willing to walk
Countless steps.
But
All I am willing is to
Walk and
Nothing else.-
You!
You came to me as if
I was a barren old tree
And you came as snow on the top
On top of it
That you have come
And then I stood
And now it seems that for ages.
I have been there simply
Having you all over me
That there is nothing me in there
That I have become you.
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