Yaadaasht

Teri kahaniyan, teri baatein yaad aagaeen
Teri wafaain, teri jaffaaien yaad aagaeen

Tera hansnaa, tera muskuraana yaad aagaya
Tera rulaana, tera tarhpaana yaad aagaya

Tera hur ek ehsaan hur ek karam yaad aagaya
Tera diya hur ek sitam hur zakhm yaad aagaya

Woh jo tu sun naa sakaa yaad aagaya
Woh jo hum keh naa sake yaad aagaya

Khud ko bhulaa kar bhi jo kabhi bhool naa sake
Aaj wo sub kub kuch yaad aagaya

This was written for someone special... but I never had the courage to speak up and tell him... By the time I worked up the courage to speak to him, he'd got married to a wonderful woman, who is now a very good friend of mine.


Today, more than ever, I think of you...
Today is just another ordinary day, like everyday...
But your thoughts invade my very existence,
Becoming more insistent, more resonant day by day.

I hear your voice echoing in my head;
I see your presence everywhere I turn;
I can smell you, I can sense you;
I feel your touch that makes me burn.

I wish I could lose myself in your embrace;
Look up and see myself in your eyes...
I wish I could tell you, make you realise
That it is with YOU that my future lies!

Your thoughts empower me, sustain me, hold me -
I wish you would do the same...
I love you, desire you want you...
In saying this I have no shame!

Heartbreak

So where am I now?
And what am I do to?
Standing at the crossroads of life...
Where do I go? I have no clue...

Life's uncertainities, vagaries and deceits
Have robbed me of my faith...
Will I ever trust anyone again?
Not till my last breath!

It's better to sail alone in life;
There's less risk of geting hurt.
It's better not to be too close,
Or your dreams will become dirt...

Thoughts of You

Usually, my dear, you know, I'm an easy sleeper -

I just need to close my eyes and lay down my head...

I don't need any comforts - no mattress,

Soft pillow or warm bed.

But tonight my dear, I

Find it hard to drowse

Because thoughts of you

Keep me so aroused...

I feel your lips upon mine...

Your mouth claims mine as its own...

Your touch ignites such passions

That I, though alone, begin to moan...

I feel your hands and tongue

Exploring every part of me...

It feels so real that I wonder

If it really is a fantasy...?

If mere thoughts of you take my sanity to the edge

What would it be like in reality?

All I know is that my soul would soar...

I'd be at peace and taste complete liberty...