Make me that Verse which you Hum constantly, day and night..
Monday, 20 October 2014
# Micro Poetry 366
Yes, I'm jealous, jealous of the Breeze that plays with your hairs, Caress your Skin.
# Micro Poetry 364
Take back your broken Promises, our Memories,
take back your faded words and don't show up
for I have to learn to live my life without You being in it.
take back your faded words and don't show up
for I have to learn to live my life without You being in it.
# Micro Poetry 359
कमी नही किसी भी चीज़ की अब, एक इश्क की जरूरत थी , है वही गुमशुदा हम दोनों के दरमियाँ |
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