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Friday, September 17, 2010

Light Years

when the heart travels on a road tossing and turning, eyes graze till the heavens searching, and the held up breath returns to the chest as a hollow sigh...

of resignation. 

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1 comment:

  1. meerSeptember 17, 2010 at 12:32 PM

    deedaar, waada, hausla, saaqee, nigaah-e-mast

    bazm-e-KHayaal maikada-e-be_KHarosh hai!

    -ghalib

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Your words do some beautiful talking...