I lost you when I
needed you the most,
I fought with you
when my shout was as silent as roar,
Why it was
required for us to depart in this fashion,
Was it destiny’s
prank or our self claimed disaster?
I may not always
say that I miss you,
But at least I can
believe in your support.
When people are
peeping in my life through fake window,
I really wonder
that why they think that I will repeat the same blunder,
Was it not enough
the pain which I have already shouldered.
I may not create
any picture out of tale,
But I am shattered
now to make any claim,
Fake faces are
ruling in my life,
And that’s what
going to break my pipe.
Each and every one
is as if laughing on me,
As if I am clown
to be mocked on,
Before you were
there who made sure that,
Things are in
desirable shape.
I have to fight it
out in same fashion,
As I use to in
past,
It’s time to taste
bitter and pay back something which lasts,
War is at
threshold,
With life and
knife,
I need you as the
calmness of my mind,
Can a dream which
I am witnessing since many nights come true,
You back in my picture’s frame,
And becoming once
again my life’s fame.
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