Some say that silence speaks....
And your eyes reflect what your heart feels.
You don't need words to vent out your thoughts,
your feelings and desires and all that you sought.
But we need words to vignette our life..
The painter within us yearning to strive.
To choose words that matter to us
And touch the people we most trust.
To say the words, which we had longed to hear,,
But the hope slimmed with each passing year.
To gift that little heartfelt thanks,,,
That we never could give,,
To seek penance for the offence
That we so often committed,,,,
Thoughts that could never transcend
The interiors of our heart,,,
Beliefs that were lost
On the bends of our paths,,,,,
Words that were left untold
Of praises and love and respect and woe,,,,,
Reconciliations that could never happen
For it was silence that sought those,,,
Words that would go down with you
Unsaid and unuttered with emotions they hold,,,,
Address them to others , for they also yearn
To feel your love and care and concern,,,,
For words give meaning not only to prose
But to verses of life that you so often propose,,,,
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
hazaaron khwaishein aisi
Streets we have never walked on
Windows we have never openend
Hands we have never held
Dreams we shall never ever see
Lives we have never lived
Hopes we have never realized
Fires we have never lit
Love we shall never ever get
But still , I hear those strange whispers again!!!!
Windows we have never openend
Hands we have never held
Dreams we shall never ever see
Lives we have never lived
Hopes we have never realized
Fires we have never lit
Love we shall never ever get
But still , I hear those strange whispers again!!!!
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