What if our lives were not being judged by others?
What if life our lives were as perfect as what we hear in fairy tales?
But they say na, perfection never existed.
What if our lives were not being judged by others?
What if life our lives were as perfect as what we hear in fairy tales?
But they say na, perfection never existed.
Pain… Defined by screams sometimes loud and sometimes quiet. It is the feeling that owes no denail but could when life is not less than a complication. Treat it or bare it.If you keep the patience to bare it then trust your Lord. He is indeed the best of all Heelers.😀
bari be wajood hai zindagi
main hun mujh ko nhe yakeen
mujh kah rhe hain ye dukh mere
main kahin nhe main kahin nhe
mere chand main koi dagh hai
kisi ek lamhe ke bt kiya
ye tamam zindagi dagh hai
kbhe tan main rat ka zher hai
kbhe man main jagta dard hai
meri ankhain bujh gayen hijr main
mera chehra ranj se zard hai
meri zata kiya hayat kiya
kbhe dhul hai kbhe dhag hai
kisi ek lamhe ke bt kiya
ye tamam zindagi daag hai
mere mula tune bnaye hai
kiyia ajeb giryun ke kismatain
kahin nazar main hakaratain
hain kahin dilon main nafratain
chala araha hai azar se jo
ye usi tarah ka he dagh hai
kisi ek lamhe ke bt kiya
ye tamam zindagi dagh hai
(P.S. copied from somewhere…. somehow describes me )
mera nam likh kr kahin mehfooz krlo,
tumhari yaadon se, baaton se nikalta ja raha hai.
mere chehray ko kahin zehn nashin krlo,
tumhare khaabon se, nazron se nikalta ja raha hai.
meri chahton ko kahin samet kr rakhlo,
tumhari mohabbat se, wadon se ghafil hota ja raha ahi.
meri ahat ko smbhal kr rakh lena,
tumhari taraf ane se ab dil ghabrane lagta hai.
meri narazgiyon ko smbhal kr rakh lena,
Q ka ab na koi roothne wala aur na manane wala hai
ae kash, aesa na hota
hum kbhe barey na hotey,
wo bachpan bht pyara tha,
wo nazuk, masoom dil bht pyara tha,
jb hum khol kr muskurate the.
Aee kash, aesa no hota
hum kbhe barey na hote ,
na kisi ko hum se shikayat hote,
na koi hum se kbhe khafa hota
sb bacha smjh kr maf krdete.
Aee kash, aesa no hota ,
wo ami ka anchal bht pyara tha,
wo khauwb bht pyare the,
jinhe dekhte the aur tutne ka khof na hota tha,
wo wkt bhe guzar gaya .
Aee kash, aesa na hota .
hum kbhe barey an hote.
pehle jesa kch bhe na raha
na tm, na main, aur na ye wkt,
sb ek adhura khoob sa rah gaya
sub ek andhere chaon sa rah gaya
pehle jesa khc bhe na raha,
na tm, na main aur na ye wkt,
na ye rat ke chandani wase hai,
na ye suraj ke roshni.
pehle jaisa kch bhe na raha,
na tm, na main aur na ye wakt
khamoshi ke zuban rahe,
aunson main ankhen rahe.
pehle jaisa kch bhe na raha,
na tm, na main aur na ye wkt,
bht smjhaya khd ko,
bht manaya khd ko.
pehle jaisa kch bhe na raha,
na tm, na main aur na ye wkt ,
pus pehle jaisa kch bhe na raha
Do you ever get that feeling where you don’t want to talk to anybody? You don’t want to smile and you don’t want to fake being happy. But at the same time you don’t know exactly what’s wrong either. There isn’t a way to explain it to someone who doesn’t already understand. If you could want anything in the world it would be to be alone. People have stopped being comforting and being along never was. At least when you’re alone no one will constantly ask you what is wrong and there isn’t anyone who won’t take ‘I don’t know’ for an answer. You feel the way you do just because. You hope the feeling will pass soon and that you will be able to be yourself again, but until then all you can do is wait.