I burn in the warmth of your unrequited love ... I'm burning since the evening like the lamps ... the fire in which the candle burns for display ... I'm buring in the same fire unnoticed ... whenever your name comes with my name ... not sure why people get jealous of my name

After accumulating all the pain of the world, when God couldn't make anything ... he then made these two eyes of yours

It's been a while since a single drop of rainfall has fallen on this thirsty land ... but today a storm will come here

It is an evening, it is raining, it is the weather of love ... let me listen to the music that is spread in the air ... there is fire, there is suffering, there is a state of helplessness ... let the separated companions say something today

You only know how to treat humans ... not bad souls

Tonight is not the night to yearn, it is the night to pour

If a woman comes to the obstinance of saving her husband ... then she can change the intention of God and satan both

Along with listening to your rubbish ... I also have to run the business

It feels as if this lighting will strike again ... not sure on whom and where

The distance is less than the intensity of feelings ... give me your hand so that I can touch you

The distances of the heart reduce with feelings

I am not a composition written with pencil ... which can be written and erased whenever wanted