Hundred times this heart breaks, with his one ignorance.
Hundred of my wounds heal, on his single attention.
Hundred times this heart breaks, with his one ignorance.
Hundred of my wounds heal, on his single attention.
β₯οΈ……..love for you breathes in me I know it,
When I can still feel your embrace in my palms………β₯οΈ
Those were yesterday my dreams,
That are today my wounds.
Through the path of eyes ,who reached my heart.
That guest becomes a ruler.
The plants I planted, become trees n’ dry up.
But ,the wounds you gave me don’t heal up.
To live without love. .is to be a soul, robbed of life.
I don’t miss the stranger you’ve become.
But I miss the friend you used to be.
It was never real
We both just wanted it so badly to be.
Am the love of a blind man ,who doesnβt knows the beauty or the ugliness.
Am the love of the tasteless ,who drinks slow poison as wine.
In such a way my sorrow was related to your joy ,…
That your smile was reflecting in my tears.