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Tere mere sirr-e-ulfat

Toh kuch aisa hai, ki maloom nahi tujhse roothna kaisa hai.. Tere lafzon ki ruhaaniyat zehn mien rehti hai, tujhse naraaz hona manzoor nahi mujhse aqsar ye kehti hai.. Mera sukoon kab teri inaayat ban gaya, kuch dabi dabi saansien aur mai tere ishq mien qaid reh gaya.. Kaafi dur ho gaye hum, sab kuch thoda dhundla gaya, intezaar nahi kia maine par teri awaaz ke lie khud mien hi mayassar reh gaya.. Meelon paar aur kuch arso pare, musalsal tera gun gunana mujhe iss duniya se aghwaa kare.. Mai hasste hasste teri justujoo mien doobta jau, koshish meri puri thi ki mai ye dill sambhaal lu par teri qurbat mien mai kuch bhi na soch pau.. Lekin maanga toh maine usse yahin tha ki ho jau mai tujh hi mien muqammal, akele aaya tha tujhe vapas bulane bina shiqwe, bina kisi halchal.. Dheere se tujhe bataye apne saare sirr-e-ulfat, tab jaake samajh aaya tu hamesha se hi toh mere saath tha, bina uzr aur bina kisi mazrat.. Until next time, Love, always S

Off your shelf

  Old candles lit just as it started to rain; I heard you beg for redemption though all in vain. You prayed on your knees as you felt blind; darling, all the reasons you’d get in the world, but the magic you will always have to find. Chapters after chapters, books after books; to rid you of the hurt, to get you off tenterhooks. You keep flipping pages for a cure, trying to find an antidote; for all your sins and for all the letters she ever wrote. Caves to shield you from disgrace, mountains that keep you out of sight; screaming telling the world what you did was okay, what you did was right. So you circle the past, and go back to an age-old disease; the tragedy is within, my love, all the oceans of the world but you still won’t find any peace. Go ahead and paint back the walls with my name; break my photo from that gold frame. Sweetheart, but I'll tell you something off the shelf; the world is too small a place for a coward who’s always running away from himself.   Until next...