It hurts bigit’s no funny jig. Nothing makes senseeverything is so dense. Mind acts as tutorheart initially remains a suitor. Days and nights there is

Halki halki ho to laaye muskaanhoti hai jaade ki jaan. Garmiyon main to sirf paseenabaitho to jalta hai seena. Kadakti hai to dushwaarikuch ko lagay

Here passion reignsone dare not feign. Demands dedicationsomething like intoxication. Refresh and entertainthere is so much to gain. Focus makes the cutpeople can go nuts.

Koi chichorapan nhi yahanliye phirte hain apne main ek jahan. Raub khoobsurat sakhud main ek jalsa. Noorani chehremazedaar iske ghere. Khud-ba-khud maroob ho jaaye insaankuch

It inspirespassionate souls never ever tire. Creative juices flowthen faces glow. A story in itselfdecorates a dull shelf. Walls it seems like they can’t help

Na khatam honay wala nasha sa lagaychahey woh begaaney hon ya sagey. Har ada bhaayeyeh kaise saaye? Honton pe aaye muskurahat agar sirf soch lohroya

It has life and delightsif not on the same page then there are fights. Sizzling and full of funpeople rejoice and run. It gives a

Koi hadh nahin agar shuru ho jaaye kahin. Khwab hai buntekuch dil ki hai sunte. Manzar ghoomte rehte hainjaise kuch kehte ya beylagaam bahein. Dimaag ismein

It is not easy to apologizesome humans simply specialize. Sometimes stubbornness winsthen it simply stays in.  At times spoken so casuallyhere pride it seems is

Kabhi khatam nhi hoteenkuch dil main hee reh jaateen. Muqammal bhi kar deti poori hokarkahin zindigiyaan guzarteen rokar. Pyaasa chorrna bhi inka andaazumrr ka bhi