Ye tum ne kaisa rabta rakha,
na qareeb aaye, na fasla rakha.
I am fighting a battle of loneliness and disrespect
My pain with relations has reached it
Lips sweet as sugar,
how to touch them I linger.
Lips that enslave me with their
Together we may struggle
but without you all I feel is pain.
Sometimes I may seem
ये तो फ़र्ज है उम्र भर निभाने का
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
He's tired of the pain.
He's tired of every lie.
He's tired of the countless nigh
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
I think your sweet, your smiles the best
your laugh bring flutters to my chest
yo
Pyara pyara mera desh,
Sajaa-sanwaara mera desh,
Duniya jis par garv kare–<
Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so caref
