source Those who follow the mind, Will have to wander with the mind Yes, the mind had just seen That colourful butterfly Wandering from flower to flower Who knows whom it was searching for, madly But it

( Love! The more I drowned in you, the more difficult it became to fathom your depth It was felt in silent commentary, expressed in front of you, it became complex as it was simplified, it rippled with

source Memories! How can I forget you? You are like that flower Which never fades Your fragrance is so sweet That whenever I feel it, I get drowned in the soil of affection Your affection pours, Ocean

source This sad song of mine, when you will listen one day, My dear! That day pearls will fall from your eyes My body and mind are heated by pain, my soul burns daily The love pavilion of my heart, becomes

source I want to adorn someone and give voice to love songs But I am afraid, what if my loving dream, like a thread, breaks! The plant that has grown in the empty courtyard of my heart, I feel like watering

source Do not think that I am requesting for pleasure, It is dedicated and selfless, only a proposal of love. If the body was the desire, then how would the love in the heart grow? If the mind was not

source As far as I know, You are the writer of every new chapter of civilization, I am the preface, so it is my destiny to walk together The voices of every new change, are born from you, The songs of

source We have been here since long We will keep on shining for a long time Like the fragrance that emerges from the first rain Our presence is there We remember very well The stubbornness of playing with

source How long should I cry, how many times How many times should I forget the world of past dreams How many impulses did I stop How many breaths did I hold back How many times did I rescue the boat of

source Awaken some melody in the body and mind of the years of loneliness Come sweet night, come. How many monsoons were wasted How many nights were spent like this How much did I bear the heat of separation

source Till date, the rounds of memories have never been my enemy The sun of youth has set, how long should I wait How many times have I paid my respects, how many times have I forgotten the bond, How

source Flattering others Making your own flatterers Holding parties, forming groups Falsely applauding people Writing your own praises Publishing them in the name of others You did nothing You were not

source Why did you sit with values when everyone was trampling them? Why did you not learn to agree with the supporters? Why did you not keep quiet when you saw injustice? Why did you not use others for

source Ever since I have gained consciousness I have always found her near me like a shadow The amount of intimacy and friendship She has with me Perhaps she does not have that much with anyone else, that

source I have dreams Dreams of many kinds Small dreams, big dreams Old dreams, new dreams Dreams from village to city Dreams from deluge to dawn Dreams from silence to noise Dreams from night to dawn Dreams

source Eyes are open now and what more to see She made me crazy to see the show After seeing that face, I did not see anything Otherwise I had to see a whole world Who cares about desire There are many

source They say, with these lips you have shamed the rose, dear Unaware, the cup of youth is filled with wine of love! But, after blooming for two days, they have to become dull forever After the ecstasy

source Don't touch the heartache, Which come as electricity Become a dense dark cloud, and engulf the soul Don't become the momentary entanglement of rays, Be like the dawn Become the night and drown my

source The heart of the sky blossoms, of water, land, wind, fire, every particle, when a dawn-like smile blossoms on these lips, the weary travellers of the world, become bees, and take away the honey,

source I touched the rose and its petals bloomed I put the rose to my lips and its buds were filled with warmth There was spring in the rose's eyes and madness in my eyes I called it to come near me and