This is goodbye, I know,
And, I'll heal in time,
And this wound that festers now
I'll feel no pain in time.
Still, when the wind kisses my face,
I'll feel your tresses on my face,
When the moon floats in a different sky,
I'll find your phantom embrace.
4 comments:
Mind blowing, Ashish !
hauntingly beautiful
Woh kaun thhee, jisne tumhein shaayar banaa diyaa?!
Beautiful
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