I am nursing my broken heart,
Leaving everything apart...

The beauty of a woman
Is not in the clothes she wears...

A dead day is hard to live,
A spur stuck in heart is hard to forgive...

Love
Your Vitreous Eyes...

When the body begins to rule over the mind
When the senses go for a toss...

Through those turbulent waves I pass,
Reaching out my hand I look for a sign...

In amidst of thousands
I heard my name called aloud...

Memories are good,
Memories are bad...

Gauging whether it was all in vain
Came rushing to the brink...

Every-time every droplet of rain,
Reminds me of our love again...

If you are dawn,
I am dusk...

Traveling laugh but jokes apart,
lets talk of something...