Where am I ohh life?
sometimes you may feel you're not suffice your efforts for people don't create any kinda massive change and you sink in deep what's lack in you? why it doesn't make you nice, beloved and appreciable?
some instances in life they're weird
some people in life weirder like a ragging storm, they enter your life.
like a hurricane they ruin every ounce of peace that you ever had in your life
they disintegrate your little dreams
they tumble you down & then smiling, playing fumble with you each and every time..
and yet you think nooo.. that's not the truth
maybe it just misconceptions they couldn't play bloomer with you..
and then you start weeping in solitude
aahein, darr, khushi, raaste
kacchi baatein, sacche vaaste
kahin pe in sab mein
kahaan hoon.. main?
it's that moments that you don't feel lost anymore, that you find yourself, that you realize that maybe destruction is all you wanted all along
the verge of your existence cannot to be so long
you're just silky sand
made to slip out of hand & edges, you're nowhere to belong.
maine bhi toh aana tha isi taraf
meri bhi toh raahein hain yahin kahin
uljhano ke do raahe
raasto ki ye baahein
aate jaate poochte
kahaan hoon main..?
it's been 155 days ever since you came. you were like raging storm in my life.ever since you entered nothing felt at peace anymore. it was as if there was a weird kind of rush inside you & either I can say sudden tsunami for me.. a rush that I could never dicipher, a tsunami in which there is...
some instances in life they're weird
some people in life weirder like a ragging storm, they enter your life.
like a hurricane they ruin every ounce of peace that you ever had in your life
they disintegrate your little dreams
they tumble you down & then smiling, playing fumble with you each and every time..
and yet you think nooo.. that's not the truth
maybe it just misconceptions they couldn't play bloomer with you..
and then you start weeping in solitude
aahein, darr, khushi, raaste
kacchi baatein, sacche vaaste
kahin pe in sab mein
kahaan hoon.. main?
it's that moments that you don't feel lost anymore, that you find yourself, that you realize that maybe destruction is all you wanted all along
the verge of your existence cannot to be so long
you're just silky sand
made to slip out of hand & edges, you're nowhere to belong.
maine bhi toh aana tha isi taraf
meri bhi toh raahein hain yahin kahin
uljhano ke do raahe
raasto ki ye baahein
aate jaate poochte
kahaan hoon main..?
it's been 155 days ever since you came. you were like raging storm in my life.ever since you entered nothing felt at peace anymore. it was as if there was a weird kind of rush inside you & either I can say sudden tsunami for me.. a rush that I could never dicipher, a tsunami in which there is...