A railway line to heaven was in process to build
Which would go far till the hill
There was a dream of peaceful love filled guild
Being the strength together but until
A day came when strong flowing winds blew off the rails
There were no signs of the existing fairy tales
Parallel rails turned opposite ways
Bountiful love became bountiful dismays
There wasn’t any hope
What was left was some remnant smoke
Sooner or later everything had to get over
I wish i had more time savor
I wish it would not have been this way
Let the memories rest in peace i pray..
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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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