Friday, April 12, 2019

Cold touches


Can't make sense of what it may feel like,  parched and wet at the same time;

Fire or water, a kiss or a moment of passion;

Ruminations and dreams, beyond the edge of the water deep,

I will break my heart, normally yeah, but I am feeling otherwise tonight.


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Ek Sach

 Hum apne aap se bhi chup ke rote hain

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