Silent Whispers - Revisited

For those who thought they are unforgettable It isn't their fault after all It was an absurd gesture from us that made them feel oh so special. The God of love who is to be falsely worshipped while He loves no one but Himself. And then it may come as a surprise when someone tells them, it's finally over. Those pangs of longings and emotional feelings are finally buried under the heavy sand of routine life. Not that it was easy, but it has happened. Finally you are forgotten.

They say no news is good news At times this doesn't turn out to be true At times we need to hear about those who are gone Any sound, any image, any news Some rain, some sunshine, some fragrance Some remains of the footprints Some news is always awaited.

I'm burning Yet again In this early autumn night Far from the reach of A gentle comforting hand Away from the presence of A warm soothing embrace All I have is this solitude and I'm burning yet  again

We don't weep because we miss someone We cry because we miss our deep emotions Appeared to be wasted

It was so good when my tears were so frequent. It's so painful to weep with dry eyes

Sometimes We find ourselves Standing on the same grounds From where the unseen journey Had begun Sometimes time moves on and yet We remain behind Torn, forlorn and in agony

ایک اک   خواب پائمال  کیا  عشق نے یوں ہمیں نہال کیا  مہر بہ لب  پھر لوٹ آے  پاس وفا کا احتمال کیا  اتنی آسودہ قربتوں کے لیے  تلخی انتظار نے نڈھال کیا  یوں نہ تھا شاید یوں ہوگا  خود سے ہی ہر سوال کیا  دوست  نے اپنے فائدے کے لیے  بار ہا  ہم کو استمعال کیا 

عجیب   شب تھی  جس کے آخری کنارے پر  امید کا سورج  نہیں ابھرتا تھا  عجیب دن تھا  سمے  کی دوڑ  میں  جو  وحشت زدہ سا لگتا تھا  عجیب  شام تھی  جو  بے قرار آنکھوں میں  شفق کی سرخی  بھرتی  جاتی تھی  عجیب چاند تھا  وصال کی رت کا  جو  کوئی  پیام نہ لاتا تھا  عجیب شخص تھا  موسم گل کا  اب بھی  انتظار کرتا تھا 

Me and my emptiness The time is moving on But the dial of my Beating heart Has been left behind Somewhere in a foreign land Where our paths met