Naaz..!

Mujhe hai naaz lafzon pe,

Jo dil k qaid khanon mein,

Ubhartay aur paltay hain,

Barasnay ko taraptay hain...

Mujhe hai naaz ankhon pe,

Jo dil ka saath deti hain,

Tumhe awaaz deti hain,

Tumharey chaand chehray ki,

Bohat ye daad deti hain!

Tumhare reshmi gaisuu,

Inhe betaab kertay hain,

Ru'h shadaab kertay hain,

Teri khushbu ki raa'naii,

Bohat hum yaad kertay hain!!

Why do eyes dream, knowing that its just wishful thinking?

When reality hits, dreams shall change to a blur of nothingness...

The Last Letter...

Dear Love,

So much, had I thought of a lifetime together...

That I would wake up next to you, thank my God for such a blessing, plant a kiss on your cheek and go make breakfast for you. Then, I would help you get ready for work with the hope that you shall return to my arms by the end of the day. But as a tear trickles down the contour of my face, I realize, dreams are dreams after all. Not necessarily meant to come true...

How...!?

How can a girl forget the enchanting glow of her skin or the blush that spreads upon her cheek when her beloved's name lights up her memory? How can she forget the radiant smile that plays upon her lips as she envisions the contours of his face?

How can she forget the longing within her heart as he gently kissed her nape? How can she forget the fineness of his fingertips as they stroked her tresses and his eyes that searched the depths of her soul?

How can she forget the first cup of tea that he made for her? Or the pasta that he slightly overcooked?

If someone has the answers.... I'm the one dying to know.

In this life, i've learnt ... Even those who say they love u & who probably do, are not they when u need them most. In such times, i hate 'love' most.

PriOrities in Life!

Coming to think of it, what exactly are one's priorities in life? The answer varies from person to person and is in most cases a bit too vague.We as humans, tend to change our priorities based on the difference in situations and time. But some of us like me, unfortunately, can not do so. I really wish I could. Having kept my relationship at the top-most of my priority list, I now understand the drawbacks. The foremost being "concentration." Once you lack concentration, the rest seems a haze, doesn't it?

His Sketchbook..!

In his sketchbook

I find, so many empty pages

That I wish time would fill

Or perhaps I could

Do it for him

So even when i'm not by his side

He could feel the warmth

Of every letter that I scribble

Across the pages that are left untouched.

I wish to be music to his ears,

The voice of his soul,

The hand that fits the spaces between his fingers.

Take away every element of emptiness,

Loneliness that lies within him-

And fill it all with a love so pure,

Purer than the smile I have,

Purer than the eyes I have...