i know, since the moment of no time
i just passed by my written dreams on a paper so white,
and now, when they are accompalished,
i am amused by my silent inside,no hives!!


its for the sake of living, breathing
its for being called as a legend of fulfillment
not for my own demons i chose the real attire
it was for sake of social stigma, norms and desires!!


i cant undo times of times,
yes, these places will change, faces will go,
but,
i cant rephrase my already sung rhymes,
those affected deeply hearts of naive, of lovers without robes!!


my footsteps lead me to somewhere unknown,
i am gleeful on little memory of their traces,
they just come, and likewise they go,
but stays deep inside my solemn heart, a regret of deception, a feeling of being sold!!




hiramalik

You always attract the aspect from the opposite person what your own soul is either starving or deficient of.

Men are the pearls of that wisdom that sparkles rarely and when it does it shed off the unhygienic stuff for once and ever!

She is just a stigma of verbality on wisdom, no one knows she herself doesnt know from where these all words come from!

The instant u absorb positive energey from people around, u are turned into a monster!!

Speaking of gloominess, there is a heaven between the differences of its action and the state. Both are step sisters to each other

Beloved, O beloved!!
These long tiring nights
And days act over and above
A tyrant
Like an eruption , above and beyond;
Explosive,
Seddimented in pieces, many and more
Shattered
And Alas! The irony is , forgetting so impossible,
Like a dessication of pain inevitable
When a row is piereced in flesh
You cant tame it, it lays on you like a lover
A very distraught lover,
Whose agony is beyond mountains
And whose thirst can never be quinched by seas or rivers!

Ehsaas kay dareechay main
Baynaam sa aik shahar basta hai
Har roz wahan log uth-tay hain
Qaroobar kay hangaamon main
Koe mun dho kar nikalta hai
Koe bay- awaz surr pay sarr dhunta hai
har roz wahan aik kahani hai
Jo tmhain mjhay sunani hai
Har saa-at wahan aik tamasha hai
Jo rukta aur shaur machata hai
Raat ki taareeki main
Jab sab thak kar laut aatay hain
Apnay **** ki thakawat ko
Wo  khawaboon kay ka-andhay utartay hain
Aur yunhi so jatay hain.....
Ehsaas kay dareechay main
Jo aik bay- naam sa shahar basta hai
Uss basti ki sab hastion main
Chupa bacha din bhar hansta hai
Aur shab dhalay, sarhanay  mun day kar rota rahta hai.....

Main jiss shahar ka aadi hon
Uss shahar kay baasi ajnabi nigahon say dekhtay hain mjhay
In chahron pay charhay rung
Mjhay rung nhn bay rung lagtay hain
Iss shahar kay darr-o-dewaron say abhi mera rishta nhn bana
Aur raastay yahan kay mujh say khauf khatay hain!

Maij jiss shahar ka aadi hon,
Uss kay baasi apnay hi rung main holi khailay jatay hain
Aur main safaid aur siah kay darmian hi uljha baitja hon.
Sooraj nikalta hai zaroor, laikan sitaray raat kay mjhay daratay hain,
Aur yay onchi onchi amaraat, kiss dayo ki maanind lagti hain mjhay!

Main phir bhe iss shahar ka aadi hon
Main phir bhe iss shahar ka aadi hon!!

There is some sadness in air
No!
The sadness in you
Deeply rooted
Like water sweeping through the trunk of tree
And blood flowing aggressively
A human is like a dark note of fury
A fire he can replace
Thunders even cany escape
And he can turn into a nightmare
Like of those sleepless nights
Where u are wide awake
And sun never shows up
Even in the longest hour
When ur eyes sore in pain
And still the sadness encompass you in strain!!

i startled my mind
i shook my head
i slapped my thought
O God , this day is screaming
my heart futile
this land not occupying my pregnant soul in its womb,
let it be fertile!!


see me through holes
doors are closed
windows broken
grey storm ahead
but y
inside my little room
i am not suffocating
this time is lost
this heart is in pain
this pain no more i belong but
still it aches and aches!!


repeat those mistakes
this world is **** busy in noticing
**** the murderers
these hands already ******
my throat choking
y clouds dnt seem to weep tday
y heaven has covered its face completely
i am naked but i want a cover of u
a shield of love, an intense love
but
still in my calmness i pray nothing in return!!

Sometimes you dnt know what you are speaking, ur mind is floating in abyss and ur words somewhere else, u assure people of their sadness will go by, and meanwhile u ******* in the gloomiest of alls in you.

Flattering from here to there, a wind carrying the sounds of chyme go through as swift as minglenesa happens in dreams un- consciously. U try to grab words to pen down, and they very accurately ditch you on your face. This is how life is!!

I might sound melancholic and depressed 33 aged woman , but remember you all happy young lads, sadness is what residing in all of us very deep. Again and again you go back towards it just to taste its divinity and check its temperature. If you feel she is alone and needa ur company u sit with her, drink beer or sip whiskey , hold her vividly just to make sure she stays in darkest deepest hole of you as you are very much aware that too much happiness will make your mouth bitter and to sweeten it you will for sure come back to sadness!!!

Holiness is such a revealation that falls on you like sprinkle of drizzle in time of full blown sun, very unexpectedly. Bereavee it, engulf it, hold it for that moment of brief can outshine you.

Between the world and her heart
She cudnt find a place sustainable
Like a shaking earth and volcanic eruption
A thunder in her part was too horrible to be seen by the world!
And between her heart and art
Those zig zag lines she tried to convert into mozart
She found out at the last
The music was sung with tunes unheard
The volume was too low
And the curcuit was short!!!

Dead dreams
She was just a maurderer
Whose symphony was unsung
Amongst the mountains capped with glaciers
Melting like your heart in awe of that love
Which u have kept as a secret under covers of its corner
The growing plant, inside the earth, silently u water
And its rooted deep, the same kind of excruciating, killing me softly kind of love!!
And that strong wind, on the top of world
When u lissen its buzzz,
Feel it inside each pore of your windshiled,
Same kind of thunder
Claps around me every second
Since after keeping this love,
Like a sprouting bud
Like a child in the womb making
Likewise my love, u have evolved every corner of me in ur love!!!

There are moments
When i lost all hopes
Sitting alone on ragged sofa
In this distant strange land
Few months back
Being dead
Tired like hell
Screamed for my mother name
And asked in silent from Him
Where is she
To hold me like this?
There are moments
When its a compulsion to wake up
And start your work
But on each step
They are so heavy
U literally have to drag yourself!!
There are moments
When you are desperate to embrace sleep
But you stay up
Just for few minutes
To embrace urself in this silent bleep
Just to be with u
And ask is everything alright!!

Days been very long, idle, like sunshine pouring in , in excess
For no reason likewise you close eyes for ages and beyond
And stretch your arms to embrace the wind or let go of quenched , suffocated storm....

Such been the days, where i sit on sofa aimlessly under cover of blanket
Its sunny warm, but inside cold is leaping beyond and beyond
Open books and read the line twice, still confused, i yawn and yawn
And than sleep for dreaming something, i never imagine to get hold on!!!!

Its been long, i have seen the setting of dawn
These big silent creepy building have taken over the whole citu charm..
People are disgusted by their thoughts, worries rule the realm of thorn
And sitting inside this small room, i am counting days, for how long will i have to stay without the love charm!

lets imagine an illusion for a time being where illustration of my hidden blackened thoughts can be canvassed without any distortion of fear,trapping and misjudged(or rightly judged).i read somewhere that we all are bad filthy cynical people if we raise the un-attended curtain in dark hole, and that cynical one can even take life for pleasure.
how pain can be associated with pleasure?? never i knew that before until one day i took this beast out of me and it made me surprised from the deligince of its curiosity and rageness of emotions....
sometimes ******* of filthy mind is all what u need.. "who is ur ******??" did u ever ask this urself?? did u ever tried to get drunk without having whiskey? did u ever dreamt of leaping deep in ocean of ur soul without leaping ur faith?

so many misconduct around us, but if one tries to really express himself, that misconduct is considered biggest of all sins. i sinned once and for all, that sin completed me.
it is hard to embrace ur alienist mind, and the act that is considered misconduct, but its not impossible to actually explore the whole of urself until u be able to say proudly "I KNOW ME"  and that is actually the time where "U DNT KNOW URSELF EXACTLY"

It needs a crack
For light to enter
And than
It needs a gap
For His love to seep in!!!

Something is badly missing
A big giant wide mouthed void
Engulfing all the smiles
And dancing like a nomad bird
I myself do not realise
Where this all is leading to, a hallway with confused ways, or destination in sight?!?
I am not intimidated by so many faces who cross my ways
I just desire to speak with some heart, who can underatand the chord of many wires,
And in these findings, i am held by some many filthies,
I am abducted by hands of many bodies
That wish of speech has lost its words, totallly!!!!
One way or another, the colours of springs are overcome-d
By shadows of fall, and night prolong-ed,
One way or other, i loose the same way
My dreams into speinkled broken leaves
Under feet!!!
Somedays in future may be, still i wish to be
Like a morning sun, so bright and soothing warm
In which,
Doesnt get burned my skin
And i stay alive, Alive!!!!

I dreamt of the high mountain
The peak of the cliff
Where clouds greet and kiss
Rain spread its ways to flourish the night
Sun bathes everything with tender and love
I dreamt of it every night!!

And my days??
Those hard tiring long days
From juggling between my own thoughts to harsh blows from outside,
From standing all alone to falling very low,
From lossing strength to gaining immense courage
From silence like a dead sea to loudness like volcanoe,
I learnt one thing, and my dear only one thing
U are your own hero!!!

hearts are the weirdest place to breathe in.....

one can never understand the meaning of life
so much it unfolds , reveal every time
bit by bit, sort it out in ur empty eyes,
ull feel the rush of world in ur blood..

sometimes it bestows wen u are in no need,
sometimes it snatches when  u are in dire desire
sometimes it dreams when u are in search of real reality
sometimes it runs so fast that tiresome encircle ur feet
sometimes it bings rainbow when black and white is ur attire
sometimes it darkens circles under ur eyes, when u want to brighten up the sight!

breakings , make up the fragile person inside u,it makes u more stronger.. sometimes unsaid talks are more good than one with endings..i always remained a perfectionist, completing unfinished stories, without fearing the consequences, but with time i learnt sometimes leaving behind as it is ,more soothing than when u try to fold things ...

hearts are the weirdest place to breathe in..

hiramalik

Its too late to comprehend the state of feelings
That were once part of the Art
Those led my pen scribble something great
Gave my heart strength of steel
Made me one of a kind!!
Its too late now my love
To write about that well defined love
Exists in histories
Where once i belonged to,
Being a great devotee
Making my soul encircling the whole aroma
As a sole new born breather!!!
Its too late even to say i am finding ways,
Or my heart trembling to feel the touch of time,
Its too silent now
Like a dead land,
Where if a dark lead fall, it starves to death!!
My whole idelogy being broken
And scrumbled to one lifeless feel,
Lif changes you, but this much transition!!; u see such in dead, when a body is irreplaceably decayed,
U seee such not in ordinary,
For those paths were never meant for me!!!

A place to soar!

this time spent in hours in day and night, in shades of dark
i feel  whirling of my thoughts like stars on blue sky, in dimlight
like  brilliance of neon, when all is quiet ,mesmerised!!

i no longer count the shades of leaves when trees hang along roadside
and when shine is bright, sun is still a friend; wen foreheads around sweating,
love by my side, hate is still a friend, black still feels white,
oh LORD, these signs are blessings, even  pain is addictive in this state!!

just curious about the pores that appear on my skin, in cold or warmth,
wondrous about the smile that lingers on in sleeps even,dreams still seeps
through the corner of closed window;winds blow out every thing,and still it lingers;
nothing is perfect, but a heart in addiction, eyes unheld, and smiles un-controlled!!

no, now i dnt fly, yet i feel with  my wings spread out, my feet on rhythm,my curves on beat
yes, in this imperfection, i am all alive, in this hideous state, i am all evident,
hmm, this humming is complete, these words perfect, and after such a long tym
i am not in myself, but in one- self all surviving and complete!!

Subah-e-tamaam kay sozo gar
Khoon main nahay apnay lakht-e- jiggar
Aay soz-e-lab-e- baam, kia naghma gungunao gay,
Har roz ik nae tamanna jagao gay?
Unn hasrat bharay dilon main kia kia saaz bajao gay?
Aay saq-e- dil, yun hasraton main jeena bhe kia jeena
Jiss dil main naan koe hasrat , naan koe tamanna!!!
( its urdu language, that is a mother language in Pakistan)

Feelings
More like a mounted heap
Full of good or bad , watever its still called a trash!!

Words
Wisdom or foolish-d
Take u down , or raise u up, still i call them rumble, full of stuff!!

Seekings
In haziness or with clarity
Found or not found, but still i call them wastage of time
Get you nothing or makes you engulfed!!

Was i in delusion or so dumb to understand the fact
That in these dark long nights
Somehere , when my heart willl ache so bad
So deeply it will feel the pain
And because of its burden my eyes want to clench itself with drenching scream
But i keep them open
For sake of feeling more its ache,
I forgot,
In these hard harsh days
In one of these lonesome starless nights
Where big palm trees are so silent
They fear
Their vibration in wind might not awaken the broken burried dreams
In fear of creating whisper
They just close eyes
And i stay up
Like an owl this whole night
Burning and turning in pain
Feeling it from it birth to teen,
I forgot
That i am alone and will be
In such long nights
Or the next short day!!
These hand you see running towrds you,
Do so in their needs,
In their such aloof moment,
When their glass is empty,
To quench the thirst,
They drink from ur canal,,,...
And you in your foolishness think, the water in your see will stay forever;
In ur neglect!!!!!

Guzar gay kaey din , kiay gham-e-jaanaan main hijrat
Aik wohi tou umeed thee apni, ikk wohi thee muhabbat!!

Tmhain maaloom hai meray ghar kay darwazay muqaffal hain paray
Jahan ikk arsay hawa chalti thee, jahan bastii thee chahat!!

Ab tou yun kharay hain shahrahon pay, kay faqeer ka sa gumaan hota hai
Jiss rastay say khusboo aati thee, tere gul-e-rafaqat!!

Aur phir yun hoa kay raat ki parchai gahri say gahri hoti chali ***
Aur hum dobtay chalay gay, madham saanson say taraf, tere rughbat!!

U know,
Donot turn back
Donot look behind
Dont and never think of past
When
For once
Only for once
Your own self is crushed
And self respect humiliated!
Make it clear
You have no role in this play, anymore!

"This word ANYTHING i learnt from these tiny creatures God created out of me. Yes Anythng, not because anything i wish to provide them, but because anything i can do for them??"
"Can u imagine Aagra what anything i can do for them," said Plew to aagra in thoughtful voice." What?? "
He was engrossed in his own thoughts too..". I can **** my inside and suffer in worst way, tolerate pain that is never ending and still walk with grace."
Aagra came out of that yoginess with a **** of astonishment, looking deep in his sad eyes. "Y u love them so much Plew? "
After a silence he replied,not existing in the same place "because Aagra, i have created them out of worst pain with pleasure, there is no such love that exists with this devotion. They are all what i have now!!!

Some people are so toxic, that meeting them drains you completely as if someone has hit you badly till its no more dead, but else anything!
Avoid !

Just a thought

He kept her heart in its shape!
And She knows this already
" *** is a trade to happy heart"

There are tyms when nothing as real as pain;
And than,
She shielded herself again
With strong silent invisble wall
With same expressionless face,
Doing all chores
Performing daily duties
And shut the door on her heart;
For sometyms, forever....

"Y dnt u close it for eternity?";
"I have a hope
And endless diminishing hope
For i know there is nothing as real as pain
And i am v scared!"

The worst of all is
To be alone!

Loneliness......
U know how it feels to be alone
Like the last spark on the sky
After crackers fires
And rest of the light turns into ashes
Leaving behind the last spark to survive!

It is something like this
A small moment
Between leaving spring
And embracing autumn!

A very tiny cliche
Between hiccough of crying
And laughing hysterically!

A deep fear making you derwish
Like this moth in dark night
Continuously encircling the lantern light!

Feeling of being cursed
Like a little child
Witj parched dry lips
Waiting hopelessly for a wet sight!!

U ever felt the tormenting fear of being never held?; heart is such a disgusting place to live in
And ur mind search it constantly
A link between ur solemn heart
And attachment to the outside plight!!

With a saddened grim on her face
She opened her eyes from the last tiring night
It was heavy in sleep, burdened dreams
So many desires, leaping their last breath of faith!
Many nights like last night, many dreams dark bright,
And they have secured their place in this tiresome attire!!

I see, my heart has many spaces
For love of different sprouts
Seeds of these different kinds have occupied the broken and , some closed doors
And windows open and shut at different tyms!
This heart, a swollen ****** heart
Seeks through these half opened windows
A bright sun, with rays shining like a golden armour!
I have beseeched every part with the utmost love
And now the plants have turned into strong doves,
Enrooted deep in my blood!

May be, after years of turmoil
Few broken windows will be stolen
And others repaired
And the nights will be nomore enchroaching
And my demons will not take last leap of faith
And,
Might be ill beleive the fact
That LOVE DO EXIST!!

No,
It is not at rest
Neither it can be
The silent gripping of unsung thoughts
The howling of thosr unsaid words hidden inside
How can they let it at rest?
Single- handedly, its trying to strive for its breath
A last exasperating breath
In dim extinguishing light of burnt out candle
And dripping liquid from its corner
Like tears from my eyes
Is on its last nerves!
Daily it carries on its sleeves thousands of sins,
With heavy heart, still it moves along
Like ticking of clock
Or sun setting or diving?!?
May be fate is playing its part
Or time slipping quickly through half ended start!
Whatever it is my friend
It is feeling like an end,
And now these alphabets are so contemperary and aloof
Strange, saddened and goof!
Alas, Alas, Alas....
I have no words to end this stance!

There is a strong co- incidence that i would rather drown in a giant ocean
An enigmatic world of my thoughts
Where waves embrace each other delicately
No fish, no sea shell is haunting,
No sharks, whales, turtles stir ur flaunting-
And here i stay
In this ocean-less world
Without any kind word
Of aesthetics or just an absurd;
I am not wondering the situation that i am hurling in for so many years,
Neither complaining about the restlessness its enhancing in my groovy heart,
Just in case if i die in next second,
I just want to scribble about the heapeness inside,
Mounting
Like un- flown tears!

What she finds in him
When whole night he keeps exploring her body
Every night, and other night
As if,or might be some new plant has sprouted from her seed,
As if eating fruits from its branches, mandatory!
But,
What everyother night her seeking eyes see nothing,
For the tenderness she needs ,
Only!!
For a woman is made up of light bkue sky
And pale coloured sand
Wind v fragile
And spark too shallow
And this tenderness encapsulates her wholy!
With trembling hands
Everyother dark night
While her stature he loves
Her hands goes to his heart
To find tender part
But it still is a story of everyother night!

She was a girl wearing black
Finding her ways to the dark alleys
Where she could float nakedly
In waters so deep
Without any fear or tremble
Without any shake or crumble
Taking along all the treasures she keeps
Steep down in valley deep!

I am a derwaish, a one in his own rhythm,
If u a lover, than earn love,
Keep firm this heart, as these mountains hve embrassed earth,
Heart like a sun,burning, not acquaintantto its own warmth!!
O lover,
Dnt move ur heart, keep ur gaze at ur heart,
As,
I am a derwaish , moving in his own rhythm...
O Allah,
May be myself lost for ur cause
In ur love, seeking through ur love,
To the route of lover,
Where once again i loose all mu whereabouts!!


Seeker of Oneness,have u seen little birds flying far away from their little nests,
Leaving behind everything, with no guard but on their hearts,
Of the One, who has encompassed the gigantic skies,
Whose one glance
Can melt vast routes to open their ways to the lost beggar in dirt!!
Colourless chapters, U colour them if i find u with passion and cravings,
I know ur one glance could change it, oceans to mountains, sun to moon,
O Allah, the seekings of seekers,
These oceans with one blue face, gives Urs many reflections,
From its surface to depth,
And ur gesture can make my heart filled with its coldness, deep in my veins ,through the rage of my soul!!!
Drenched in ur rememberance,
I know there is nothing outthere,
Nothing but u,
Sinking deep in its soul, i still remember how gracious and vast U are!!!!!!

She is not what u see

In a statue full of embellishment

She is just hiding,

A solace from the sufferings outside

An eacape from the miseries inside!

I felt bad heartache in my dream
A dream, that came at the time of dusk
When the clouds were escaping
And the sound from mosque was dense and sad!
It shattered and saddened me too much,
This much that still i cry in pain of that heartache.....
It was burnt into dark ashes
Like dark sky indwelling upon the heart of gold dust...
And he screamed through the broken window;
"Take care of him, he cudnt walk
He cudnt speak
My heart has shattered into millions like a broken dream,
And like these ashes that you see,
Darkness has occupied completely Me!
He had my heart
And he was the mode of my breath
Now that all is gone
Speech has lost its ways towards me!"
And me;
I looked into his broken eyes
Filled with thousands of his unheard screams,
"I cudnt hold him to my chest
His toys still i keep but
That smile those glee
I cudnt soake myslef in thee,
Lost and saddened and shattered,
Like this ever-lasting gloomy eve"

I know this haphazardness is inherited
Like a swirling derwish
I keep encircling my lost emotions
As if someone trying to find sonething,
Non existing, extinct, unborn, un-uttered!!
I try to speak and my words loose my ways
As if, everything despise me,
Even my own shadow!

Something in air is not good
As if a mourning lost child trying to find his mother,
And his naked feet all dust and dirt
His head messed up,
But still he finds for love, an eternal lost love!!

I am drowning, where? I myself unaware,
The bank of the reverbering sea, i cant see,
And while hearing the stardom of storm,
I myself loosing my speech, somwhere somehow, too bad, too badly!!

She never tried to look up


And deep inside her


In between everything she memorised


And since than,


She is nothing but lost!!

The struggle is real , very real, you know;
When a mother after whole tiring day
Exhausted frustrated,
Still in the mid night,
lonely deep night;
Feed her child,
In hope to see him grow
And take her all sorrows....
When alone
She bears pain of her sick child
Moulding it on the mount of heaviness
Already she piles,
Still with smile
She look at him with all hope for some newday without lies.....
The struggle is real,
When she smiles for him,  where she has to cry,
And this amalgamation of emotions
Drown her in an ocean dry,
In hopes still high
In awe of her mournings,
She will see the bright light
For being alive....
Its still real
When u see her with wrinkled face
Thinking about the distant storm
Worrying about bills ,food ,light,
In between feeding ,sleeping ,working,worrying
She hides in books,
Still having some hopes high...
On one day
She will see her son strong
Like a pillar, as her plight,
And her struggle never goes waste.....

Someday i might not be in hurry much
Hurry to breath
Hurry to sleep
Again hurry to eat
Hurry to smile
And weep!!
Might be someday , wil be as easy
As these sun rays shamelessly
Consume all our sweat
And seemingly cold moonlight
Eats up all our inner soul!
Somedays may be, alphabets wont be in haste
And ill take my life time to sew them in words
What my heart speaks
My soul yearns
And there will be no one to judge
On my actions on these words
And whole world will smile with me
As if
Its the ENd day , as if its a No play!!
Someday...........

Like this cold
I have fears and doubts
Like bargaining of apprehensions with my sleep
Wherever i speak, i am judged or mis- judged,
So i keep hold onto these cravings into me...
A breath , exasperated ; a heartbeat, so feeble; eyes, seek through the darkest souls,
My way out of this suffocation, or u can call it an apprehension!!
Someday may be, ill speak through the speakers of my nearby town,
Or blue mosque at the far end of the street,
Where reverberation of doubts donot find a cold feet....
Melting in fire, likewise i do sometimes every night,
Too hot to touch, too cold to leave!!

Somedays ill be following melancholy
That actually exists in me
Like it is there , staying there for so long
A deep slumber sleep, without which my heart never rests..
See the lights of withering moon
Shaping my heart to its beam
But soon,
That black curtain of night
Will cover my sadness in heap...
Shake me, help me, make me awake
U all voices in my dreams....

O meet me through the times
When leaving is evident
See the sun, setting its rays far beyond east
And love is blooming in air, inside dead feel of a body
Like a flowing stream, that has no start no end
Likewise my heart beaming tonight, with your love , in ur love
Seek pleasure through my ways, seeking the pain i felt in ur rememberings,
Ull never see parting of clouds or rain or breeze
In ur heart, from my soul, and ; this is my light
A light to the solemn heart of mine
Propelling me towards thr heaven of skies!!

How my heart  waits for the moment
Of ur glimpse
How thesr fraction of seconds
Look like a mountain heap
How my gaze never seize to reminent ur dreams
I shall quit all my dreams of thousands of years
Just for sake of ur "see"
How my this lonesome heart miss the thrill of ur touch
A reverberation from head to toe
Inside out of my delicate spine
How it encase my dreaded soul
And these nights and days are spent like this in ur madness, Every day!!