Sudden lovebursts and longings in every heartbeat I hide…
Yet, your deep, loving eyes won't say:
I'll stay.
Your deep, loving voice somehow careless of my heartbreak.
Yet, the broken heart whimpers, whispers, sighs and sings:
Our hindi love song.
Just love me...
At least, lie to me:
once more.
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Mein aur meri tanhayee;
Mein jaanu aur meri khuda jaane.
2 comments:
Just thought this would be appropriate :) -
Bottled before bloom,
Not even a chance,
To spread perfume,
Or even to dance,
In the glorious sun,
And the refreshing breeze,
Joy, there is none,
All life begins to cease
Robbed of what I sought,
Before I began to find,
Bloom turns to rot,
As heart battles mind,
How am I to console
My heart distraught?
How do I fill the hole
That this has wrought?
-Aviv Nair
28/1/2010
Good one, Aviv. Thanks for sharing this space.
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