Someday,
I die with memories..

Sometimes,
I burn my own thoughts..

Silence is a women's loudest cry,
If she is speechless,
Her heart is too tired of words.

I like to stay quiet because the world have enough loud.

Waqt ne waqt ko smjha diya ki ab vo waqt nhi h .
Jis waqt ki jarurt muje **,
Aur vo waqt mere kam ka **,
Fir bhi vo waqt ka shakhs yu shamne aa jata h,
Aur muje es waqt se us waqt ka safar kara deta h ,
Jaha ab vo meri manzil nhi h,
Bhad chuki hu me us waqt se lad kar,
Fir bhi kisi shaam vo waqt andero ki tarha yaad a jata h.
Fir m es waqt ko bhul,
Us waqt me kho jati hu.
Aur ye waqt
Waqt hi rhe jata h.