kuch khayal bikhre se…kuch pal simte se…
Yaad hai khud ko saye me unke me dhundhna… bhul ke unke aks me tootna…
Raate vo bhari tanahai si….sabz boonde oos ki …ehsaaso ko kholti …phir mujhi se puchti …
lafzo ko khamoshiyon me bolti…
Kabhi siyah si kabhi gunah si…. har shakh khulti girah si…
Some broken thoughts …some assorted moods…
Still i can memorize how i used to come into myself in your shadows ….how i was letting me go in your essence .
The pitchy nights ….the foggy winter mornings , giving fall to my feelings …I wonder, why its asking the same question again to me …i was saying silently while looking at his glaring eyes… sometime its holy sometime its sin….
Heap is uncovering with the lingering daylight.