The Life....


Posted on 17th Jan 2020 03:16 pm by rohit kumar

 

Life is curved

in the shape of a flower,

a curved trajectory

that loops back on itself

repeatedly until the

last petal falls.

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TU SAFAR HAI MERA

Tera safar mera safar,

Tu kitab khubsurat hai, humsafar,

Mujh par daal tu ek naza

No Such Thing As Happy Endings

The first night they meet

He knew it to be true

This girl who lied before him

He'll Never Know

I want to run, I want to hide

From all the pain he caused inside.

I want to screa

KOI DEEWANA THA

Koi Deewana Kehta HaiKoi deewana kehta hai,koi paaga

samajhta hai

magar dharti ki

jeevan isi ka naam hai

 

Is vishad viddh-prahaar mein

 

Kisko nahi behna pada

AB HAME NIND NAHI AATI

Ab humein neend nahi aati,

Bas ek dastoor hai jo nibhana padta hai,

Subah hone hi

True Feelings

You make me feel so real

I lay awake at night thinking of you

I close my eyes and

I Love You

I never really knew you.

You were just another friend,

But when I got to know you

wo dot kahan gum gay

ना जाने वो दोस्त कहां गुम हो गया जिसक

Sun And Moon

You were like the sun who brought light

Into my cold, dark, and lifeless night.

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