Take this kiss upon thy brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow—
You are not wrong, to deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand—
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep—while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
-Edgar Allan Poe
I'm Sorry For Hurting You
I'm sorry for hurting you, like the way I do
Until' The End
this lazy hand supposed to be writinga poem of lovethat is never endinga bright tomorrow built by dreamseaten by the nightmareof this world so realhide the truth but never the painof a knife keep
Darkness...
Darkness unfolds when one man's touch
Missing...
I've hunted near, I've hunted far
TERE BALAK NADAAN
हे तीन रंग का तेरा परिधान हम हैं तेरे बालक नादान।
Another Chance To Say Sorry
Sorry
The Feeling Of Emptiness
I look into a broken mirror,
Forever On My Mind
Forever on my mindI don’t know why god blessed me,With such good friends as youWhen my pain gets me downAnd I just don’t know what to doI just think of you and it helps me throughSomething you
Wo humse kyon ruth gaye,
Tor late tare bhi hum unke liye
DO HOTON KI MUSKAN
लड़का केहता हैं कभी तेरे होटो की मुस्कान बनकर