In the stillness of the night
this unknown feeling
dwells inside
quietly lingering
in my heart
helpless to escape
life’s irony
as it beats for a stranger
whose face remains
an empty canvass
that haunts profoundly
into the night’s slumber.
mein tumse pyar karti hu
je menuie de vous
je souhaite vous voir
unspoken wishes
to understand the ratri in my senses
where feigned sunshine
passes through netherworld
casting warmth, casting hope.
but love without meaning to
has come at a time
it is destined to oblivion.
no matter what
the heart, in some strange way
connects
to the ratri in my senses
undisturbed.
posted by saneeh @ 2:38 PM
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