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Tariq Khan Dec 2012
Don't let it burn, it's the only thing I have
The house is on fire, this just might be the end
But it should live

The burnt willow will feed the ashes,
It will suffer , it won't mend

We have lived,
You - like them river,
Me - like them stones,
You've had your skin on my crumbling bones

I've rolled along,
You have taken me away from this place I belong
Don't let it burn, this is all I have
Let it live, like a memory, for I'm turning to sand.

-Tariq
Tariq Khan Dec 2012
Toote se ek gharondey mein
kuch daraar si hai
jahan se ek awara dhoop ka katra
ek parindey ko uske khwaabon se jagata hai
thoda alsata sa wo kuch ghabrata sa wo
darwaze ke paas jaake har baar palat jaata hai
Use dekh ke na jaane main kyun bechain hota ***
Fikr-e-akhirat mein apni shaksiyat ko khota ***

Uski udaan ki mayoosi se waakif meri pehchan bhi hai
thoda adhura wo khud hai
thoda adhura mera aasmaan bhi hai

Band hai is shahar ki hawa,
Jeene ka kuch asar nahin mujhpe,
Kuch duur se ati koi awaaz, kahin yun hi kho jati hai,
Deewaron se takrakar,mere paas yun ati hai
Kis aur jaun, har simt se nawakif main aksar kho jaata ***
Andheri raaton mein akela khud ko pata ***

khud ke ehd ki zanjeeron mein, darakht si meri jaan bhi hai
thoda adhura main khud ***
thoda adhura mera aasmaan bhi hai

- طارق
Tariq Khan Dec 2012
The horses in the smoke, they seem wild, like your eyes
A cigarette in your hand, and through the curtain of smoke, I can see you smile
Your hand is Helium,
It floats close to my face, it flies
I hold my gaze, hold the moment, it passes by,
Only to return in a nameless dream, as my only escape,
oh! its a high
I see, a ray fight its way to you,
it stops, it gathers its strength and it tries,
to be who you are, it burns and lives a thousand lives
Her each breath is a whisper,
and for never a word was said
yet she sings to me,
she's mine!

— The End —