forget me not..
memory loss – if it isn’t you and I carrying the cross
the gap too wide to fill – my life silently still..
We sit between chaos and peace
a rare gift are the
moments we share to keep
the chaos spreading us here & there
Splitting us into pieces we can’t bear..
Yet the peace we share is beyond compare..
There is a deficit in my heart – one that shortchanges me if we are too far apart
you alone are my home..
Some share love that reads like a poem-
then there are those that play out like an episode
while others could fill a chapter..
Ours would be a book that continues through the ages
criss crossing all the stages as it gauges the wonder of us..
maybe I’m biased -maybe I’m skewed
But the chant of my heart determines the slant
There’s good, there’s bad and much to be had
But only the good remains..
Jaane kyu unn tasveero ko dekh aankhe nam ho jaati hain Tumhaari woh muskurahat phir se dil ko pighla si jaati hain Ajnabiyo ki Tarah mila karte hain hum ab Mehsoos karke bhi alfaaz chupana Read more…