The frost of that winter evening was a witness , when the wounds caused by your hair as they moved across my face called me infidel. In the seduction of your sad eyes , my lips which were unconscious in the accusation of infidelity succumbed to the blessing of your lips. It was a cruel question, simultaneously an answer too Was it my love for infidelity or was it just love’s infidelity ..
In the arms of silence , she melted with the warmth of our moments and as a result of it, all the allegations that she had had flowed too.. The bodies of two lovers were united , the souls however were disjoint .. This magic was my enemy , and probably my only friend too Was it my love for infidelity or was it just love’s infidelity ..
She took her ring of wounds gifted by me in her palm In her robes which were made of time , she hid her precious misfortunes of my separation But only on one cry of her sinner , all her emotional palaces were broken She was the patient of a patient himself and it was her attribution of life too. Was it my love for infidelity or was it just love’s infidelity ..
Wo aur hain.. Wo aur hain sajde me jinke..taareefein bh jhuk jaati hain.. Wo aur hain sajde me jinke..lehar-e-hangaam bhi ruk jaati hain.. Mai to baashindaa aam hun.. Meri khaatir shaukat jaayaz nahi.. Haan main unme se nahi..
At 10:30, Silence Dispersed,every edge withdrew with dark, The moon was pale, still brightening as diamond spark, At the tree, an owl hoot, at surface dogs barked. Sudden, I heeded, the sound of footsteps was appearing from the street, exulted
Far away from the world of love, hatred and war There is yet another world breathing silently Thats the world of love we call. There holds no boundaries No caste or creed Its purely emotions swirling freely. No land is
True love is something so elusive. True love between two people is the most precious of gifts, Falling in love is not just an expression. Love is a powerful force that cannot be dissuaded. Love requires a lot of faith.