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He:~ I look in your eyes and read the words. you never said, You always have a thousand ways to find me when I am lost in your eyes.
She:~ you know what I feel, I’m lost! I’m drowned somewhere,and I guess it’s your innocent but cunning smile.
He:~I can hear you when you’re not speaking,I can feel you after you’ve gone,again Meet me, there up on the roof at midnight, there are so many stars to count,
If you won’t then Somewhere between, the moonlight and the sunrise, I will meet you again, and we will dance.
She:~I’ll reach to you I’ll find you,just stand with the open arms,let the breeze bring the message from your heart.
He:~I believe in you not just because you don’t believe in me but because you make me believe
And without you, I don’t think closing my arms is good for my hands.
She:~ Do you know, How much pain I bear,these distance these words..Do you know my left eyebrow get raised,when you told me full of these types of puzzling words. Ha ha!
He:~Your smile is the sweetest fairytale. Keep laughng.
She:~Each I see you observing something even my smile,I rejoice to see your smiling face..
He:~If you could see, through my eyes, you would believe, how beautiful, you are to me.
And when You were pointing at the sky but I was looking at your hand..
She:~
I know everything and because you were watching to me my hands were able to point so beautifully that all the stars choose to surrender among us.
He:~ If you listen very carefully.you will hear the melodious sound of falling in love from a distance..
She:~I’ll not let your love to fall I’ll hold it and then your love will love to rise together .
He:~Loving you is a battle I won’t surrender A constant battle between loving you from a distance and loving you in disguise.
She~ your Love can nurture me like this was even unknown to the masters,your love is twisting there pen to write a new story.
He:~Let’s play a game called ignoring-each-other-­­­and-pretending-not­-­t­o-care Our demons will give a golden trophy to the champion.
She:~I can play all the games and I know to win but my love knows no battle but just to love.
He:~ In a parallel universe, you’re quite busy missing and loving me from a distance, Now time to finish it. One word for me and three words for you.
And my next magic trick I will look into your eyes, and all of a sudden, you will amazingly be paralyzed and be mine….
हो गुनाहगार भी कोई तो,
तक्क़लुफ ना करें,
मैँ भी अपने दामन मेँ थोड़े दाग रखता हुँ ।
कोई भूखा अगर मिलेँ तो,
उसे बहला सकूँ,
मैँ अपने बटुए मेँ रोटी और साग रखता हुँ।
करेँगेँ मजहबोँ की बाते फुरसत मेँ,
मैँ अपने दिल मेँ हिन्दोँस्तान रखता हुँ।
क़ाफिर की इबादत हुँ, शायर की माशूका,
कर दे जो हरपल को रंगीन,
मैँ वो धुँआ हुँ।
हर एक कदम पर दुनिया कहती हैँ,
तू क्या हैँ?
और मैँ हर बार कहता हुँ,
सबके दरमियाँ हुँ मैँ,
लेकिन कैसे बताऊँ ?
क्या हुँ मैँ?
सुनहरी सरज़मीँ मेरी, रुपहला आसमाँ मेरा,
मगर तुम अब तक नहीँ समझें,
ठिकाना है कहाँ मेरा?
क़ाफिर की इबादत हुँ, शायर की माशूका,
कर दे जो हरपल को रंगीन,
मैँ वो धुँआ हुँ।
हुँ मैँ तेरी मुट्ठी मेँ,
खोल अपनी मुट्ठी,
तेरे सामने हुँ मैँ,
हाँ मैँ वही हुँ,
मैँ धुँआ हुँ!
शफ़्फाक हैँ,
फूल हैँ,दीपक हैँ, चाँद भी है,
मगर इनसे दूर कहीँ मैँ भी हुँ,
मैँ वही धुँआ हुँ।
फर्श और अर्श के दरमियाँ मत ढूँढ मुझे,
तू जिसे ढूँढ रहा है,
मैँ तेरे अंदर हुँ,
मैँ धुआँ हुँ।
क़ाफिर की इबादत हुँ, शायर की माशूका,
कर दे जो हरपल को रंगीन,
मैँ वो धुँआ हुँ।
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She’s the girl who’s like morning first light,
He’s the boy who loves mornings,
He waits for her the way morning waits for it’s first light when all birds leave her,
She’s the girl who’s like the moon,
He’s the boy who loves nights,
He embraces her the way night embraces the moon, when all stars leave her.
She’s The ending number of numerology,
He’s the beginning number of numerology, together they’re end & beginnings of numerology.
Her crystal clear voice mutes all the voices in his mind,
He knows that if he gets too close to her ,
she’ll destroy him much like a storm,
but he have learned with age that he don’t need much, but one thing he knows, is he’ll always need her.
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Charmanders are Red, Squirtles are blue
If you were a Pokemon I'd choose you.
Your smile is stronger then a Hyper-beam.
Like Jessie and James  we'd make the perfect
Team.

I'll stay by your side like  Pikachu and Ash,
And I'll love you more then a level 80 Rapidash.
You're more legendary then a Zapados,
Entei, or Mew.

But out of all 450, I choose you.
Just something cute and fun!
That was a chilled winter evening,
Then suddenly everything get sizzled on Her warm
Arriving,
His excitement reached at mount Everest Height,
Because He have a romantic meeting in evening with morning first Light,
She has October eyes & skin like wind,
Her presence for him was peace of mind
There’s lots of color in her eyes & at the moment when she looked at him his colorless life turned into colorful painting,
A beautiful work of Art,
She’s like the place where sun kisses the ocean for his Heart,
The river bank was their place of meeting,
In the chilled winter evening,
The calm holy river was their ballroom,
They’re like the floating lamps,
Waiting for that moment to reach far away from the river bank to middle of the calm holy river & do Dance with each other,
And the dance of Floating lamps in the river was the end of amazing meeting in evening with morning first light in winter.

#evening #romance #winter
It’s the beginning of spring,
The wave of romance is flirting,
Everyone’s heart is dancing & singing,
His eyes set on a changed stranger, who is in the danger,
Love is the his first feeling to her,
She lit the fire in his heart & his heartbeats get electrifying ,
For him it’s the real beginning of his spring,
He saw her hair was dancing with the wind,
She’s like the sun in winter for his calm mind,
Dead peaceful thought in his mind starts enjoying the warmth of her presence,
Sun was rising in her soft gentle palm & His bright future is shining in the spaces between her fingers,
His eyes kissing her delicate beautiful appearance the way shadow kiss the ground, a strong wind is blow, with a sound he wake up from his open eyes dreaming,
It’s the beginning of spring.
All my poems are for you. This one I wrote when the spring was on the beginning .
Her voice sounds like a soft love song layered with velvety notes

    He never heard before in His life,
    Her walk sounds like a beautiful never ending bed time story,

    He never read before in His life,
    Her laugh sounds like colorful dreams of butterfly,

    He never saw before in His Life.
    At the moment when he met with her, his heart feels ultimate peace,

    He never felt before in his life,
    Before her he only have a true warrior heart & katana sharp mind,

    With her he achieved soul that never change with tide,
    Whenever he is with her, every moment of his life has become beautiful

    He forgot all his sadness & complaints with her.
    This all the magic of her love.
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