My most loved heart tenant,
It’s the time when you should leave,
I don’t bother about the happiness
It’s the time when you should leave,
I don’t bother about the happiness
And you don’t bother about another place to live.
you got the world with you,
you got the world with you,
You got the space,
Don’t care for me as you never did
May you find for what you do race.
You are a good painter,
Without permissions,
You painted walls of my room,
some with bright colors which i like
Without permissions,
You painted walls of my room,
some with bright colors which i like
And some with the black which i hate.
You have certainly given patches to my walls
which will always remain the same,
leaving no space for any other girl in my heart
which will always remain the same,
leaving no space for any other girl in my heart
You made it what it has became.
The room will be locked,
You have one of the key,
You may walk in whenever you want,
I will throw away mine to the depth of the sea.
i m jealous man...there is a song in hindi: DIL KI TANHAYI KO AWAZ BANA LETE HAIN,DARD JAB HADD SE GUJRTA HAI TO GAA LETE HAIN"..
ReplyDeleteAGAIN a masterpiece Mr sharma...good work keep writing...
Thank you arvind .. such is the life man ... we are the tenants too.. one day we will also have to leave this world .. what left would be the paintings we draw around us .. so .. choose your colors properly dost .. keep reading .. tc ..
ReplyDelete"u may walk in whenever u want"?is there more walls left to be blackened?i think one should hold the key of their room,why should anyone enter and do whtever they want...it shoud be in yr hand what u let them do in yr room.words r beautufull,expression is gud,honestly speaking i dint like the way u presented yrself in this....otherwise gud writing.
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ReplyDeleteso touching.....
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