"---I think...
        that every deep thinker is
            more afraid of being understood
                      than of being misunderstood.---"

Words words and more words....
Empty meaningless weightless words....
The patent words the jargon words....
The sugar coated fake spurious words...

At first they are the mirthful words...
Slowly transform to blithely words...
The words that heal and the hurting words...
I’ve lived with them all kinds of words...

But words are just but only words...
No life no feel no bleed these words...
The love and dreams and hopeful words...
Are but just only laboured words...

Written by - Noorulain S.

Tasty is the Red Apple
Eaten Till the End
Thrown Away Later.....

As the Old Man needs Support of the Stick.  
The Stick also needs Support of the Old Man.

Out of the many races we run
One of them is companionship
where both are compatible
Running together
Sometimes one in front
Sometimes the other
Maintaining a small distance.
Over the years one may became tired
while the other may not.  
The Distance increases
when a time comes
Either one  becomes Slow
And the other one
Runs away too  Far...

Even Plants need to be Watered Everyday And I am not a Cactus.

Kabhie Aisa Waqt thaa
Jab Hum apni dil ki baat
bataa saktai thai.  
Aaaj ....

Khair Rehnai Dau.......

Kabhie Aisa Waqt thaa
Jab Hum bekhauf baat
kar saktai thai.  
Aaaj .....

Khair Rehnai Dau .......

Ehsaas aab huwa hai ki
Na aap badal saktai hai
Na hum.
Gham  hai to isssi baat ki ....

Khair Rehnai Dau .....