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I'm going but coming to you again
when the train of love begins to start
then I found myself in love and live
such a bond that bound you to stand beneath the tree

I'm coming but going to you again
when my soul never found any goal
looking for a heart that flies like a bird
as a little bit of anguish which distinguished me without you

If I had not taken birth in this earth, I could not love
as long as I expect you that grew in me
an old empty silent tree even that never been free
from hot dust that always made a long thirst
even alone but still belongs
in the heart of mine

my darling! you know this is nostril
where I'm drilling,  
going but coming back to home again
to tell unspoken words which above all the intolerance of
in the desert burning grains

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@Musfiq us shaleheen

You want to know what I love about you?
I love your beaming smile
And the way it makes
Your hazel eyes squint
And the way you kiss me like
I just got off a battleship

I love your soft cheeks
And pouty lips
I love your messy hair in my face
When your delicate head
Lays upon my chest

And the feeling of your soft skin
Pressed against mine
Your naive laughter
Bounces moonbeams through my chest
And makes your dark eyes shine

I love the way your body fits
So perfectly in my arms
Right next to mine
Like we were molded together
Long ago
Two lost pieces
That aligned in time
Like when Orion meets
Artemis in the winter sky

Far away from tear filled nights
Gasping last words
Into a phone speaker
As she says it didn't mean a thing
Like a pretty old box
Holding an abonded engagement ring

Last chance
Car crash and last breath
But every moment leading to the next
And you fall into my life like a comet

You ask what I love about you?
I'll tell you someday
To tell you now

Is like printing the words of Shakespeare
On soft cover page

तुम्हारे गीत को आवाज़ दूँ
या खुद को तुम्हारा
गीत बना लूँ मैं
जो तेरे होठों से होते हुए सीधे दिल में उतर जाऊं
कैसे कह दूँ वो सब अभी
जो वैसे कभी न कह पाऊं
कैसे बताऊँ तुम्हें
कितना तुम्हे मैं चाहूँ
धमनियों में जो रक्त प्रवाल्लित स्वर हैं
तुम्हे कैसे मैं सुनाऊँ
धड़कते दिल की धड़कन में तेरा नाम
तुम्हे कैसे मैं सुनाऊँ
हर इक सांस में तेरा अहसास
तुम्हे कैसे मैं जताऊँ
मेरे हर एक अश्क में भी तेरा ही अक्स
तुम्हे कैसे मैं दिखाऊँ
कैसे बताऊँ तुम्हें
कितना तुम्हे मैं चाहूँ
कैसे बताऊँ तुम्हें
कितना तुम्हे मैं चाहूँ

Lately my mind has been
playing ***** tricks on me,
confusing what's been true and
what's occurred while in my dreams
I catch myself pondering
over all that's in my head
Did that really happen
or was I sound asleep in bed?
This notion truly frightens
my whole being to the core,
'cause what if my nightmares
become the life I must endure?