"यह शक़्ल सुरत कर्ज़ हैं, उस मालिक का यथार्थ कर्म है। जो इतिहास बनकर संसार में रह जाएंगे। ।" ©priyanka verma

priyanka verma

सब्र इतना की साथ देख किसी के उफ तक न करू........ और व्याकुलता इतनी की किसी को नजरभर तुझे देखने ना दू ......... ©seema patidar

seema patidar

White Yet again, I find myself sitting under the moonlight. The same place as always, though it’s been a good while. “Good,” as I say—not pleasant, but long. A long while without the sound of your laugh, The one I still yearn to hear once more. A long while without the warmth of your amber eyes— Eyes I adored—and still do. A long while without the joy of that beautiful smile, The very first thing I ever fell in love with. A long while without you. As time passes, my hope begins to waver— Hope that you’ll come back and we’ll have what we once did. “Perhaps it was my fault,” I tell myself, day after day. “I must have done something wrong.” Again and again, I’m willing to take the blame, The blame for anything, everything—even if it wasn’t my mistake. Anything to have you back. I used to think forgetting people was easy, Until I met you. Your memory has carved itself into my mind, Imprinted into my blood. You’re like a treasure from the gods, something I’ll never lose. How I wish I knew the reason for your leaving, And could tell you just how much of a hell it was for me. But at last, my heart has settled. You are an unforgettable, sweet memory. The best memory. Now that I think of it, it must be late. I’ll wait for you, as I always have. And wherever you are, may it be as bright for you as the memory you left in me. ©Sup_holster

Sup_holster

"यह शक़्ल सुरत कर्ज़ हैं, उस मालिक का यथार्थ कर्म है। जो इतिहास बनकर संसार में रह जाएंगे। ।" ©priyanka verma

priyanka verma

सब्र इतना की साथ देख किसी के उफ तक न करू........ और व्याकुलता इतनी की किसी को नजरभर तुझे देखने ना दू ......... ©seema patidar

seema patidar

White Yet again, I find myself sitting under the moonlight. The same place as always, though it’s been a good while. “Good,” as I say—not pleasant, but long. A long while without the sound of your laugh, The one I still yearn to hear once more. A long while without the warmth of your amber eyes— Eyes I adored—and still do. A long while without the joy of that beautiful smile, The very first thing I ever fell in love with. A long while without you. As time passes, my hope begins to waver— Hope that you’ll come back and we’ll have what we once did. “Perhaps it was my fault,” I tell myself, day after day. “I must have done something wrong.” Again and again, I’m willing to take the blame, The blame for anything, everything—even if it wasn’t my mistake. Anything to have you back. I used to think forgetting people was easy, Until I met you. Your memory has carved itself into my mind, Imprinted into my blood. You’re like a treasure from the gods, something I’ll never lose. How I wish I knew the reason for your leaving, And could tell you just how much of a hell it was for me. But at last, my heart has settled. You are an unforgettable, sweet memory. The best memory. Now that I think of it, it must be late. I’ll wait for you, as I always have. And wherever you are, may it be as bright for you as the memory you left in me. ©Sup_holster

Sup_holster