~tasha~ said:

we're missing u come back soon

~CHANDNI~ said:

Pichly peher ki raat thi,

tanhai or uski yaad thi.

Chand ne mujhse kaha kon hai?

Maine kaha koi khaas nhi..

Bola zindgi kesi hai?

maine kaha koi saath nhi..

Bola phir kya chahty ho?

maine kaha koi Aas nhi..

Bola tumne pyar kya hai?

maine kaha kuch Yad nhi..

Bola tumhary sath bhi dhoka howa?

Maine kaha aisi koi baat nhi..

Bola phir ek baat kahon tumse?

Maine kaha koi aetraz nhi..

Bola phir tumny bhi pyar kia hy or abhi wo tere saath nahi.. !!

~CHANDNI~ said:

Suney wo dil ki sadaa aisa silsilaa bhi nahi

Mai uss se baat karon itnaa hoslaa bhi nahi

qaid se azaad huwa panchi to phir ur na saka

sazaa uss jurm ki kaati ke jo kiya bhi nahi

lahoo lahoo hai dastaan, ashk ashk apni katha

sunaein kia! k ab kehney ko kuch raha bhi nahi

zindagi ham ne tujhey har rang mai azmaya hai

bas k ab aur jeeney ki dil mai tamanna bhi nahi

dil lahoo, chaak-e-jigar , sokhtaa huwy lob-o-jan

mot kia marey gi, ke jeeney ka gumaan bhi nahi

Wo mangta hai sabat chand sitaron ki chamak

Aur merey hath mai mitti ka ek diyaa bhi nahi

Rapunzel said:

excellent Work MM

olldman said:

Miss mine said:

Kabhi Aansoo Kabhi Khushboo Kabhi Naghma Bankar
Hum Say Her shaam Mili Hai Tera Chehra Bankar

Chand Nikla Hai Teri Aankh K Ansoo Ki Tarah
Phool Mehkay Hain Teri Zulf Ka Saya Bankar

Meri Jaagi Huyi Raaton Ko Usi Ki Hai Talash
So Raha Hai Meri Ankhon Main Jo Sapna Bankar

Dil Kay Kaghaz Par Utarta Hai Jo Sheron Ki Tarah
Meray Hontoon Pay Machalta Hai Jo Naghma Bankar

Raat Bhi aaye To Bujhti Nahin Chehray Ki Chamak
Rouh Main Phail Gaya Hai Woh Ujala Bankar

Mera Kya Haal Hai Yeh Aakay Kabhi dekh To Lay
Jee Rahi Hoon Tera Bhoola Hua Vada Bankar

Dhoup Main Kho Gaya Woh Haath Chhura Kar
Ghar Say Jo Saath Chala Tha Mera Saya Bankar..

Bahut khoob, MM.

~CHANDNI~ said:

Suno ek baat o sanam

Tum sai kaisai ye kahoon

Mujhe har lamhai mein

Tumhi yaad atai ho



Jaisai sang sahil kai

Ye lehar chalti hai

Jaisai sang phoolon kai

Khusbhoo bikharti hai

Waisai hi sang ho mere

Jaisai ek saya ho



Shama ye dil ki mere

Raushan hi tum sai hai

Jaisai koi deep jalai

Andheri in rahoon par

Tum mujhe thamai raho

Jaisai ek rehbar ho



Kabhi jo yunhi bauhat

Khud sai ghabraoon to

Mujeh bahoon mein sanam

Tum samait laitai ho

Mere hi sang raho

Jaisai ek jeevan ho



Suno ek baat o sanam

Tum sai kaisai ye kahoon

Mujhe har lamhai mein

Tumhi yaad atai ho.

~CHANDNI~ said:

TUM TO BAS AIK HI DUKH PUCHTY HOO
Koan se dukh ki kareen baat zara yah to bata
Mosmoon , serd hawaoon ki masihai ka dukh
Rah ki dhuul main bikhri hui benaai ka dukh
Sang k shaher main khud se shanasai ka dukh
Ya bhagi bersaat main tanhai ka dukh
Koan se dukh ki kareen baat kah dil ka derya
Itni tughyaani ki zaad per hai kah kuch yaad nahin
Kab hamain bhuul gia koan se herjai ka dukh
Tum to bas aik hi dukh puchty hoo.....

~tasha~ said:

Somedays iit's hard to love you,
I almost lose my mind.
Bittersweet yet so inviting,
loving the hurting kind.

Prickly thorns beneath the petals,
are surely worth the price,
My heart still bleeds yet I endure,
you are worth the sacrifice.

There are love songs still to be sung,
they haunt this life of one.
So afraid to show me your love,
now life has come undone.

Once we danced in arms of love,
the magic made me smile.
Now you are afraid to show you care,
with feelings in denile.

Love's warmth can change your mind,
find dreams we use to share.
Our hearts should overflow together,
they should not be thread bare.

~tasha~ said:

Lost in tranlation, words on the screen,
some taken out of context.
Misconstude meanings there to be seen,
allowing some feelings to vex.

Putting emotion in words to each other,
it is easier said then done.
No eyes to look into, leaves one another,
asking, has misunderstanding begun?

Some feelings get hurt if answers are brief,
or not what we want to hear.
Words on a window as we bear our grief,
feelings rejected we fear.

Connected by words leaves much to desire,
when the heart feels love inside.
Only words and writing poetry to inspire,
can feel like love denied.

Lost in translation or just lost in thought,
when feelings are not seen.
Their importance at times left for naught,
when written across the screen.

~tasha~ said:

Trust your dreams.
They are sweet and beautiful.
Trust your visions.
They are soulful and powerful.
Trust your aspiration.
It is your earth-friend
And
Heaven-brother.
Trust your realisation.
It is your Eternity's real Self.

~tasha~ said:

When love is a friend,
it never demands us to be
other than who we are.

Under the eaves of our emptiness,
we become the page unwritten.
Wait for the strike of ink,
splatters of poetry. Our prayers
answered because someone’s love
writes us into being.
In the cries of our silence, we
are not surprised. No one can
leave etchings to make us worthy.

There is only one hand that writes
us. It lies deep within the Light,
brilliant since birth, and knows
all the beauty we would deny is true.
Our first friend sings our golden forever.
The job before us: learn to let it shine.

When love is our friend and our lovers gifts,
we can become participants in celebration;
give thanks for all we are gifted with being;
know we are never without love. When we
join hand gifts with another, we increase
the size of the universe we share from.

Rapunzel said:

Just follow your heart,
for your heart will know
the love that's meant for you...
The love that's going to
change your world
and last a lifetime through.

The perfect love
that's yours alone,
and has been from the start...
The love that you can only find
by following your heart.

As you follow your heart
to wherever it leads you,
I'm hoping you'll find it
will be to the arms
of the someone who loves you
and needs you...
I'm hoping it leads you to me.

~tasha~ said:

Exposed, my heart lies bleeding,
unfulfilled was love's destiny.
Rain clouds off in the distance,
stole the sunshine away from me.

Wrapped in warmth of friendship,
baring my soul I ran to you.
Into the safety of your arms,
mid the rain friendship grew.

Thunder heard off in the distance,
my teardrops are falling like rain.
Naked, the pain rips into my soul,
meloving you now seems in vain.

As raindrops fall I sit and ponder,
of sweet things said I now wonder.
Where they of truth or of lies,
should I stay or just say goodbye.

Sit drowning in my falling tears.
as the rain and dark sky nears.
Through blinded eyes I can not see.
if my heart can ever set you free.

SupidGuy said:

A True Valid Quote.

A Man Is Lucky If He Is The 1st Love Of The Man & A Woman Is Lucky Is She Is The Last Love Of Man!!!!


Strange But True.

~tasha~ said:

How many loved your moments of glad grace.
And loved your beauty with love false or true.
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your
changing face.

-W.B. Yeats (The Countess Kathleen)