Dedicated to: jinxiu21
Pyaar karte ho..
par dikhate nahi..Chaahte ho tum mujhe bahut.. par jatate nahi..
Sikhate ho jeena jindagi..
Par batate nahi..Thaam kar to hai rakha mera hanth..
Par ehsaas karate nahi..Lana chahte ho tum bhi unhi palo ko fir..
Par na jane kyu late nahi..Kehte ho ki chala jaunga chhod kar..
Par fir bhi to chhod pate nahi..Yahi to hamare pyaar ki hai taqkat..
Par fir tum kyu samajh pate nahi..-RASHMI CHOURASIA
A/N: The translation of the above poem is as follows.
You love me..
But you don't show..You adore me a lot..
But you never let me know..You teach me how to be alive and you show me the ray..
But don't know why you just don't say..I know you still hold my hand..
But you don't make me feel your presence when i struck in the sand.. (*sand here symbolises problems)Even you want to bring those memories back once again..
But don't know why you don't let them flash when it rains..You always say that you will leave me..
But still i know you can't and never can..This is the power of our love..
But don't know why you couldn't understand..
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Hey friends.. I am extremely sorry for the translation since it little bit changes the meaning but the actually meaning still remains the same..
Btw thanks a lot for reading and supporting me through your votes and comments..I know its an update after a very long span of time. Sorry for that too..
You all are really great people. I love you all..
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ESTÀS LLEGINT
DARD...The Pain Of My Heart.
PoesiaThis book is a collection of my poetry. Poems that are not just few words with rhyming.. but they are feelings engraved in pain and emotions. They are not just words but my life.