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I was thinking to write something then I thought you have a world of your own you hardly need my this non sense at all and how its going to make a difference at all but then I thought at least this much I can write to you.
Probably you could not find a direct communication at your level. You have not understood that you have more chances to become another bali. I may write at a later dt on the same snap.
there is no straight reply what you may propose to ask for. I have no intention to pen down a theory but lonely life is something only lets not define it. good heart brain and good life is generally prone to attacks that destroy ones basic s of existence but then you have to manufacture a life. its very simple I cant come to you and vice verse and fantasy is no life at all.
Love I say to myself
lets go somewhere
away from the mad
mad is the air
I keep quiet
lets love cool down
dust is thy world
storms are the ways
means of passing
a bit
a bit
I fail to know
my own words
why a fresh breathe
cant be there
I ask too often
When I wake up
I search hard
where you have been
where you have gone
my little fingers
they ask
love
fetch her
I open my opaque pc
put life into
say
look
this is your love
kya kahun
kaisa hei
pyar meira
apnei sei hi puch lo
Dil bahut udas hei
kahata hei
lei chal kanhin
ja pyar ka basera ho
meri sunsan nazarei
aur mera dil
na zanei
yei kya kahania hein
meirei charo aur
lipti huin.