Though eyes want to go dead for world
no sleep,no peace,what this passion
still I want to hold you within my words
not in amnesia, but need your compassion
Giving me pain, laying within me
yours and mine old aged memories
standing within sweet cold breeze
making my heart swing in hurries
When I was living with thrust
you come to drawn me within ocean
drowning me within your first kiss
can still feel your lips on mine
The young morning is arriving again
yet no sleep, no peace in my stares
just want to hold moments in my verse
but without you love!feeling no flair
no sleep,no peace,what this passion
still I want to hold you within my words
not in amnesia, but need your compassion
Giving me pain, laying within me
yours and mine old aged memories
standing within sweet cold breeze
making my heart swing in hurries
When I was living with thrust
you come to drawn me within ocean
drowning me within your first kiss
can still feel your lips on mine
The young morning is arriving again
yet no sleep, no peace in my stares
just want to hold moments in my verse
but without you love!feeling no flair
P.S.: I am busy at Gurgaon,Delhi for training(and discovering new places...hehe) currently and internet is no where economical here. So no condition to access your blogs. Pardon me if I annoyed you. I'll come back in August. Till then enjoy old and fortnight posts.
Distinctly yours,
PARAMVEER SAINI
PARAMVEER SAINI
