In the winds of time,
Vibrated with all her might,
To survive for a moment,
To have a look at you,
And to kiss your lips,
But the dry tongue,
And the deceptive breaths,
Kept the candle silent,
The faithful eyes,
Did their best,
You read the blue stars,
Came close to the candle,
The candle smiled,
And the threads were broken,
The candle extinguished with years old thirst,
You felt the heat could not burn your lips,
The fumes dispersed and disappeared.
Why its light is cool?In a starry blue pool,It appears so nice,Seen it twice and thrice,Why my eyes ask me,Once more I should see,Its face like she,Just on the top of a tree.By the way let me know,When my hair will grow,And why she is milky,Why her hands are silky,Why dark my complexion,I remain in…
To smile and to be glad,I have daughters and sons.Look at me, at all not sad,My granddaughters, my grandsons!Time you gave wrinkles to my face,Every wrinkle is a recorded glory,I can see in a mirror my added grace,Life has always been a love story.One still kisses me, increases the glace,An antivirus program that cleans memory!My…
It noted a virgin dancing with its colorful greenery,A prince from the roof of his palace liked this scenery,On a horse that could fly with the speed of light,He came to the virgin to make her bright,He knew the two orbits are close for a limited times,He had to write in hurry a long poem…
Falls in trouble to feel the essenceAre the rose petals really dancing with fragrance?Or I behaved like a monkey in a zoo?And the smile was merely a shoo.The fleeting of my mind makes me restless,I start regretting my act in distress.But my heart replies, you old juvenile!Why so impatient, a smile is smile.
Keyun mujhse aankh churata hay keyun mujhse bat chupata hay,Han yeh tera chehra hay per utra utra lagta hay,Keyun aankhein sooji sooji hayn honton ka tabassum kahan geya,Ab itna maghmoom bhi keyun yeh hansta chehra lagta hay.Subh sham wuhi din rat wuhi per dil mein khala ek dikhti hay,Ek kami si kutch mahsoos hui kutch…
Sitting on a bridal stage,adding a beautiful page,in a language to be felt only,a bud of rose for smelt only,set in a mold of dreams,slowly swimming in the nature’s streams,seeing themselves as a bride of future,an awaited and thrilling adventure,hoping to get love of a lovely spouse,at the cost of their years old house.May I…
