ha iqraar karti hu
ke tum se pyar karti hu
intiha itni hai
ke har sapne me tera deedar karti hu
One Last Time
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As you realize it's not my breathing but the rustle of the windAnd my
silken skin slips like beads of satin through your fingersFlowing tresses
beckon you ...
8 years ago
7 comments:
hi :)
thanks a lot for coming by my blog and reading the stories, means a lot when someone stays there, really reads and then comments :)
Unfortunalely cant comment on your poems as i dont know hindi :(
but i like your choice of pictures :)
Take care,
have a great day! :)
PS: well i only supposed it is hindi... though might be some other language?
Quite impressive.
Do you write in English?
thanks lena..
my poems are in urdu... but yeah some people who use the simple speaking hindi may read this as hindi itself..
i liked ur blog.. and read all at one stretch.. u have got talent..
solitaire.. glad u visited and found my poems impressive..
in english? till now i have hardly written 2 poems in english which i know are not very gr8...
one of them is out there and the other one i will publish soon inshallah
nice ..
very nice in such little words says it All
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