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SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/16/2015
A purple striped guitar beside my bed
A dark gray spring inside my head
A fading color of the words that's said*

My friend
Why would you leave me in the end?
Iss eid pe tujh ko main kya bhejoon,
koi jugnuu,
koi taara,
koi sapnaa bhejoon ?

Koi phool bhejoon ad’khilaa se,
koi umeed,
koi aas,
koi nazaara bhejoon ?

Chaand bhejoon tujhe is eid pr
ik khushbuu,
ik rang ka istaara bhejoon ?

Aye mere dost !
roshni ki rang ki muskaan bhejoon ?
ya apni likhi koi shayari  bhejoon ?

Apni aankh ka koi moti teri nazar karoon,
Ya hathon se maangi koi dua bhejoon ?

Phoolon se koi titlii ki mohabbat bhejoon,
kisi bhanwre ki lagan,
us ka tarrana bhejoon !

Kisi shamma ka jalta hua daaman bhejoon,
Ya baarish ki hasti hui boondain bhejoon ?

Mere hathon main ik aas, umeed aur dua hai,
iss eid pe main tujh ko bass itna keh doon,

ke tum jo chaho
Woh sitaara mil jaye,


Tujh ko iss eid pe
Koi tumhara mil jaye..
Eid **___** !!!!!!
Roses Are Red,
Violets Are Blue,
It Was Just Last Summer,
The Summer Of You

My Lips Were Red,
Your Eyes Were Blue,
It Was Love At First Sight,
For Me More Than You

My Shirt Was Red,
Your Jeans Were Blue,
You Were My Bestfriend,
And I Was Yours Too

My Hair Was Red,
Your T-Shirt Blue,
We Fell In Love,
It Was Too Good To Be True

My Nails Were Red,
While Hers Were Blue,
But You Could Not Decide,
Which Appealed To You

The Sun Was Red,
But The Sky No Longer Blue,
Autumn Had Fallen,
And I Had Lost You

The Fire Is Red,
While My Soul Is Blue,
I Feel So Lonesome,
When I Think Of You
Summer Lovin' Had Me A Blast,
But There's Something Peculiar About Summer.
It Never Lasts.
I just want  you to know,
I mean to say im over you right now
Im trying my best to forget you
All you've done and said to me the moment you gave up on us

I guess we are not meant for each other
At least there will be no hesitation for me to be with someone else since we're over
I wish the same thing with you
Goodluck in finding a girl better than me

I will never talk to you again
Except when you're the one who starts the conversation
Enough of the chases
It is really tiring and unworthy

Goodbye.
Have a good life ahead.
I don't want to retrieve the poems back.
I don't love you anymore
This is not really my last poem. Inspired by the red notebook of my brother, that is why I am dedicating this to him. hahaha
~
Piano keys tickled
in soft lullaby melodies
echo in harmonic measures
neath an ivory moon
tuned midst an ebony sky,
shimmering sonatas in
sustained twilight concertos
waft in sensuous tempos,
acoustic sighs sing
as silhouettes on
candlelit curtains,
caliginous shadows of love
sway together in
rhythmic duet motions,
dancing to the ecstasy
of this symphonic evening
*composed of love
Good night beautiful
To my darling Holly, everything that we are, is composed of love
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