This is dedicated to all the Saturday nights and to all the friends who were part of those nights.
It was a Saturday night , a night for alcohol dreams
You have a free pass to roam between excitement and exhaustion
And a whole night to curse failed yesterdays , hopeless tomorrows
Waves come crashing by when you glance towards the horizon
Able to see more than you deserve and start to believe more than you meant to
Dreams start to replace the reality and emotions start their intoxicated celebration
You need not hide anymore behind the cloak of invisibility
Now you are free to hope , sing and dream of elusive love
No more you are bound to feel alone
Be it your friends, the sea , the stars , the sky or the smoke-filled air
Everywhere and from everyone you hear the same story without a word spoken
As if the whole universe camouflaged to be your own reflection
In the end, when you end up saying 'repeat' ,
sometimes for bartender to give another drink
but always for God to grant you another such night
इस कद्र वाकिफ है मेरी कलम मेरे जज्बातों से, अगर में इश्क लिखना भी चाहूँ तो इंकलाब लिखा जाता है ! - Shaheed Bhagat Singh
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Monday, July 4, 2011
Have You
The following is dedicated to all those peole who have sold their worlds . (Specially to one of my favorite singer Kurt Cobain)
Have You
Ever fallen into a blackhole, touched the hearts of dead stars
Dreamt of falling into nowhere, no time , no space into sudden emptiness
Ever cried without tears , listened to the story of your shadow
Have You
Ever asked yourself for its reason of hiding
betryed your existence from something to nothing
looked into darkenss and questioned its purpose
Have You
Ever fought with a man who has nothing to lose but his agony
Stopped talking to your silence remebering the time before you are born
or ever touched the hand who wrote this song
Have You
Ever fallen into a blackhole, touched the hearts of dead stars
Dreamt of falling into nowhere, no time , no space into sudden emptiness
Ever cried without tears , listened to the story of your shadow
Have You
Ever asked yourself for its reason of hiding
betryed your existence from something to nothing
looked into darkenss and questioned its purpose
Have You
Ever fought with a man who has nothing to lose but his agony
Stopped talking to your silence remebering the time before you are born
or ever touched the hand who wrote this song
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