Khamosiyaan....

Only tonight, only tonight, be compassionate with my sob Only tonight be the "falling in love" Under the debris of mirrors be my reflection Only tonight be the key to lock of the prison of body Spread the scent of generosity over the vase of friendship Pour the color of freshness My dear and precious My pain and cure My difficulty and ease My beginning and end Rain my fragile cloud, rain on me And Become fresh and young In this garden filled with leaves Filled with stars If you're the tree having most of the fruits, lots of shadows Become lower (and modest) Tonight look at my hands Which misses your scent? Tonight this melody, within each breath, loves you Voice, voice, my voice To the extent of oneness come come, break break, come to a duel of our bodies Only tonight ,only tonight, be compassionate with my sob Only tonight be the "falling in love" under the debris of mirrors be my reflection On...

She walks to school with the lunch she packed Nobody knows what she's holdin' back Wearin' the same dress she wore yesterday She hides the bruises with linen and lace The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask  It's hard to see the pain behind the mask Bearing the burden of a secret storm Sometimes she wishes she was never born Through the wind and the rain She stands hard as a stone In a world that she can't rise above But her dreams give her wings And she flies to a place where she's loved Concrete angel Somebody cries in the middle of the night The neighbors hear, but they turn out the lights A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate When morning comes it'll be too late Through the wind and the rain She stands hard as a stone In a world that she can't rise above But her dreams give her wings        And she flies to a place where she's loved Concrete angel A statue stands in a shaded place An angel girl with an upturned face A name is wr...

A boat I will shape,and will let free into sea, will go farther away from this bizarre land, where nobody, in this land of love, pulls the heroes out of sleep. A boat, free of sail, and will shape away heart from the dream of pearl. Neither I lie with blues, Nor seas- water fairies, whose heads on surface, who enchant from the spring of their hairs on fisherman's sunlight of lonely dares. will run so will sing so: shall go far, farther away. Men? no tales. Women? not as cheerful as a cluster of grapes. No chamber of mirrors doubled the drinking spree. Even water didn't let a torch fire-free. shall go far, farther away. night sang its song, it's the windows' day. will run so. will sing so. Beyond the sea, there is a city, where the windows are open to expressions. and the roofs are places for pigeons who watch the fountain of the human mind. In the hands of each 1o year old child, is a flower of knowledge. People of the city see a bait...

My heart was lost days ago It has become your shadow refusing to come back. wherever I see I feel you are there nothing is seen except you you don't let me sleep at nights how shall I rest? you don't let me wake at morns 'cos you are in my dreams.........

As I remember the first fair touch Of those beautiful hands that I love so much, I seem to thrill as I then was thrilled, Kissing the glove that I found unfilled- When I met your gaze, and the queenly bow, As you said to me, laughingly, 'Keep it now! '... And dazed and alone in a dream I stand, Kissing this ghost of your beautiful hand. When first I loved, in the long ago, And held your hand as I told you so- Pressed and caressed it and gave it a kiss And said 'I could die for a hand like this! ' Little I dreamed love's fullness yet Had to ripen when eyes were wet And prayers were vain in their wild demands For one warm touch of your beautiful hands....

ग़लतियों से जुदा तू भी नही, मैं भी नही, दोनो इंसान हैं, खुदा तू भी नही, मैं भी नही .. " तू मुझे ओर मैं तुझे इल्ज़ाम देते हैं मगर, अपने अंदर झाँकता तू भी नही, मैं भी नही " .. " ग़लत फ़हमियों ने कर दी दोनो मैं पैदा दूरियाँ, वरना फितरत का बुरा तू भी नही, मैं भी नही..

That question is most of the persons i this entire Earth kindaa confusing too but yo know what guys Humans are free to do what they want, without this freedom there could be no morality. In such a case, no basis for what could be deemed as good or bad behavior in the eyes of a God because without freewill we would just be pre-programmed unable to change or alter what has already been laid out in front of us. There are only two things certain in each one of our lives, we live, and then we die, everything in between is up to the individual. Hard determinism only clouds the mind if we are enslaved to thinking we are free, then those who believe that they have no control over life are going through life making decisions based on what they perceive as pre-determined. To say we have a path set for us is to make us no more than a robot, and because robots cannot discuss topics intelligently and cannot act intelligently in situations proves that theory wrong. ...