How easy is it to forget what you don’t want to
Its like taking flight to fly from the top, when you don’t know how to
Falling down, minute by minute
Remembering past with regret
N wanting to turn back time
The golden age which leaves reminiscence
Raping our present with its presence
The lost time, a reason for our time loss now
Was once a joyous present, moment of solemn vows
N would soon be just an imagination, lost in history
Something, which was never meant to be
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Bas dhuan hai.jalta dhuan. Meri gunguni palko se pighalta dhuan. ek udas sham sa dhalta dhuan. bin soye anginat raate chalta dhuan. khwabo k... -
I wanted to say this, but never thought you would understand it. Wanted to say it in person, but have my reasons not to, now. There are time...
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time n again the same wounds resurface some sounds which had clung on to my ears when i was there some moments which i forgot by the roadsid...
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