Saturday, 10 October 2015

My silence

Silence was an enemy now a friend.
With this cruel world now I blend.
Time with misery is all I spend.
It seems being fake is a new trend.

Live with a lie or find a dead end.
Being nice is what all pretend.
My pain seems to extend.
Now I have nothing to to defend.

With all this sorrow I pray for my end.

Sunday, 17 May 2015

Chale.

Lamhe yuhi choot te gaye.
Ham apno se toot te gaye.
Wo hame loot te gaye.
Ham sab Se rooth te gaye.

Zindigi ke gam sameet te rahe
Bewafa Ke rang bikher te rahe.
Bhagwan se jhoot bol te rahe.
Apni kabar khud hei khod te rahe.

Duniya mai sab rishte kho te chale.
Ab duniya se ham hei chale.