A Liar's Guide to the Dreams..

In the dead of the night, the dreams come in one by one. They cling to you with soft acceptance, and they know it all..

These are the dreams which leave a note of remembrance. They cling to our tongues like a bittersweet delight.

They feel familiar, though their flavour melts in the mouth... and taste distinctly unusual.

October 06, 2007

Huzur aap ki khwahishon meri ruh chum kar gayi hai...

Aap ke nigah mere dil me chubhe,

Zaalim bewafaa, ekbaar mur ke dekh mujhe

Na jaane tere pyaar me kab hum barbaad ho gaye.
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2 comments:

Phemonoe said...

preme porle sokhi?;-)

btw check my blog too.

10:49 PM
Poorna Banerjee said...

porlam.

3:35 PM

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