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To Myself


... I thought he was all shallow and no substance
Only later I realized what he was.

Have I gone two years back? Why do I find you everywhere I go. Why do your words echo my ears?

I must have gone mad. Or as you said, I can't love. I must have proved you wrong.
broken hearts
Tere Bin Sanu Sonya 
Koi Hor Naiyo Labhna , 
Jo Dekhu Ruh nu Sakun Chuke Cho jo Nakhra Mera...!!!

e mein sara khum ke vekhya 
America Roos Malayasia
Nai kite vi koi v pharak  c,
Har kisi de koi sharat  c,
Koi Mangda mere si sama, 
koi hunda soorat te fida, 
koi mangda meri c wafa,
na koi mangda meri bala, 
Tere bin hor na kise mangni Meri ya Bala.... 
Tere bin hor na kise karni dhup wich shaa.....

Tere Bin Sanu Sonya 
Koi Hor Naiyo Labhna, 
Jo Dekhu Ruh nu Sakun Chuke Cho jo Nakhra Mera...

Jiven rukya c tu zara 
Nai yo bolna mein saari umar ,
Jiven ankhya c aankha chura 
Roovenga sanu yaad kar 
Hasya si mein ehsa ajeeb 
Par tu nai c hasya,
Dil Vich tere jo raaz   c, 
Men tu kyu nai dasya 
Tere bin sanu eh raaz Kise to naiyo dasna 
Teri Bin peed da elaj Kise veid kolo lavan….

Tere Bin Sanu Sonya 
Koi Hor Naiyo Labhna, 
Jo Dekhu Ruh nu Sakun Chuke Cho jo Nakhra Mera...

Milya c aaj menu tera ek patra 
Likhya c jiste tu sher bardasht da 
Padke c usnu aanju ek dulya 
Aankha ch band c eh raaz aaj khulya 
Tere bin eh mere aanju kise to naiyo chunga 
Tere bin eh mere aanju Mitti wich roolna....!!!

Tere Bin Sanu Sonya 
Koi Hor Naiyo Labhna, 
Jo Dekhu Ruh nu Sakun Chuke Cho jo Nakhra Mera...!!!

Comments

Nids said…
jst awesome.. nd d lines made jst speechless.....
@ngel ~ said…
Thank you Nidhi :)

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