Saansein ruk si jaati hain,
bin bulaye aansu chalak jaate hain,
aur main ban jaata hoon
ek aise ped jaisa,
jiski sab pattiyaan
abhi-abhi tut kar zameen par giri hoon
Tumse Door.
Tumse door ghar aake na,
aisa lagta hai, kuch chhut gaya hai wahan…
Sharir ka ek hissa, bilkul khaali sa mehsoos hota hai,
aur jab sochta hoon
ki wo jagah ab khaali hai,
to mann udaasiyon se bhar jaata hai.
प्रिय, डार्लिंग, पूजनिय, प्रेमिका....
इन सबको छोड़ दो,
कैसे कहूं कि मैं तुमसे कितना...कितना प्यार करता हूं,
प्यार गलत शब्द होगा....तुम्हारे बिना रह नहीं सकता।
एक परछायी बन के मेरे आगे पीछे डोलती हो तुम....हमेशा
she says
once again a man i loved
made me believe
that i am difficult to love,
but my darling
you are not a storm
he simply came with no shelter
you are not a fire
he just never learned to keep warm
you are not difficult to love
you are just not meant
for those who love in halves