Forgetthose early morning calls,
those groggy hellos,
those long conversations,
those whispers,
those whimpers,
those tears,
those smiles,
that intimacy,
that love…
Forget it all.
Erase those memories.
Omit those moments.
Bury them deep down.
Where you can never find them again
‘Coz that, alone, will ease your pain
Write my name in the sand
And let the waves of time
wash away my very essence
From your life.
15 comments:
Now some idiot has real NO WORK to be calling you early morning ;-)
yaad aane wale kyon
bhul jaate hain
bhool jaane wale kyon
yaad aate hain
i think it's abot a failure in love
@arun: Ahem...watch what you say abt early morning callers!
@ravin: Bhulane vaale sab ko bhula dete hain...
@dwaipayan: somethin like that...!
would be grt if we had a SHIFT+DEL for some memories
But...'what mind forgets heart remembers....'
Take care!!!
thats really selfish,life is not a few sketches that u can erase that easily.
@dhruv: Wishful thinking...!
@stone: is it?
@MS: Call it what you want honey, but sometimes there's just no other choice...
oh man!! tough thing to do.... 'FORGET'
m sure time will play its magic..
but even waves do leave a lil something behind...
laughter is ze best medicine
but ze time is bettah!
aaj jo dard karta
usko bhoolegi ek din aise,
agar kabhi halki see yaad chhoo bhi jaaye,
to hasegi fir khud pe.
To forget and forgive...is TOUGH.
but why ????
nd do u really think tht it wud happen .... its a mark tht will fade but it wud surely hav its presence ..
such a fight is worthless .. u will only get tired nothing else ...
so may be cherish those moments .. evn if they cost a tear ..
take care buddy !!
@milo: When the goin gets tough...
@manuscrypts: But they also get buried in the sand...
@mr X: Hmm...agar aisa ho to achha hoga
@rohit: There's no other choice...
@anuj: its not a fight, its kind of a sacrifice...
It's not 'faraar' in the poem which you've written. It's name of the poet - Ahmad 'Faraaz', who is the actual writer of the poem, not Ghalib.
Regards,
Piyush Soni
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