chand tak-taki laga kar
khidki par
sunta hai uske geet
woh jo khayalon mein khoyi rehti hai din bhar
jhalli jise waqt ki khabar nahin
koi ata- pata nahin
neend jisse roothi hui hai
taaron ko gini hai
nadiyon se batiyati hai
na jaane aaj kal khud se he muskarati hai
pyar hai pagli jab kehti hai chandni
toh ghunghta kiaad mein sharam se laal ho jaati hai
remember the time when you had dreams
when you believed you could be something
when you could fly into the sky
spreading your wings,
aspirations soaring wildfire
the time when you could be anything
and these days when they ask me
what do you wannabe
i am lost
thinking hard of what my answers shouldn't or should be
priority to what other's think, their wishes
denying my own dreams
is being ideal suffering under the load of expectations?
the rage of living keeps on ruling onto me
the times when i sued to dream
when life was equal to easy
today i feel distress
and a dark hole
where somewhere my passions used to beat
my obsessions, my crazy fucking obsessions
swallowed my hunger and subtly
flawed, a dark hole
where it used to beat
and now 1, 2, 3
all is DEAD
jab sans ka gubbara dhuan hone lage
jab dil mein tumhare koi aag si sulagane lage
shishe mein nami jamne lage
aur bache naam likhne lage
arman kuch jalne lage
thnadi hawayein chalne lage
aur padosi hearter ki shikayate karne lage
jab hatheleyan yunhi jebein tatolane lage
aur pyar har aur mehakane lage
mera dil jab tumari he aahein bharne lage
aur koi tadap tumhare dil mein uthne lage
phool jab kisi baat par ruthne lage
aur gaadi jab us se sajne lage
daulat ki chat jab kuchon mein bikne lage
saundhi khushboo gajrele ki jab yunhi mehakane lage
aur rangeen botle apne aap he kholne lage
jab tumhare kisse kahanyon mein woh dobne lage
jab kohre kagaz chidane lage
jab thanda bistar satane lage
jab meri duniya tum mein basne lage
aahatein jab tumhe uksane lage
toh chaukhat par tumhare chaahe main na bi hoon
par sardi ka mausam dastak de chuka hoga.....
reshmi chadaron si zindagi
jispe waqt ki silvate padi
har raat bas yunhi kata karti hai
log aate hain,
log jaate hain
kuch kehte nahin
koi itni zehmat karta nahin ki mera naam bhi puch leh
yeh phoolon si saji sej
aur roz dulhan se saja yeh bazaar
chandni ki raunak mein naumaiysh hoti hai meri
boli lagti hai meri
beabroo roz bikti hu main
i wan to love the way they did in those times and old movies
when words had worth
when smiles could sneak life into dried roses
when it was all simple
less humans, lived humanity
i want to love the way Romeo loved Juliet
the way Ranjha fell for Heer
they defined love
can anyone forever wait and be devoted?
hard to see
let it be
i want to love the way they did
tell me? don't you agree?
i want my love to rebel
only to end up with me
i want to fall in love impulsive, spontaneously
when i laid my eyes on her
a smile, nerves racing
i skip a heart beat
every inch of my body celebrating
rejoicing, singing "I Found Love"
havens could bless me
i want to love no one- sided love like Ranbir
i want to love the love that's Kamil, all complete
i wan to love the love that never leaves
make me stay, stay patiently
going through it all crossing fires and endless waiting
so i could exclaim, this feeling, the magic as it appears to me
i want to love the way the great Ghalib wrote in poetry
when impressions didn't matter
no set rules or gaming standards
when love was worship
i want to fall in love, love @ first sight
may she reside in me , living breathing
even though outta sight
oh! i want to love the way they did in those times and old movies
when love was above all reasoning
thousand words belittled
when love acted upon silently
i want to love the way did in those times and old movies
and if i can't love the way i want to
that i'd stay unattached, unbothered
remain unloved,
to suit my needs
