matti ke jitne ghar main banata chala gaya ik shaks khafa ho ke girata chala gaya woh mujse buhat door door bhagta raha jitna main uske naaz uthata chala gaya ik mere waste he osne dard rakhe the baki to wo har ik ko hasata chala gaya thi haath main taqat magar dil nahin mana uske siwa main subko harata chala gaya dil main oski yaaad ke jitne chiragh the roshan onko bhi wo sitmgar bhujata chala gaya
Ansu na hote to ankhe itni khubsurt
na hoti,
dard na hota to khushi ki keemat na
hoti,
agar mil jata koi chahne se
to dunia mein upparwale ki jarurt na hoti.
It HuRtS wHeN wE rIsK oUr HEART & It EnDs uP bEiNg BROKEN bUt WhAt hUrTs MoRe iS wHeN wE STILL HoLd On WhEn wE aLrEaDy KnOw We ArE wAiTiNg FoR NOTHING ... =(
