Indian Ameri
Friday
A dedication to some memories
You’re the heaven in my eyes;
You’re the hell in my heart,
Ain’t you the prema of my life?
Ain’t you the jwala of my mind?
You cared me as a beautiful flower;
You sliced me as a hurtful thorn,
With your lightning my failures got blinded;
With your leaving my hopes got wounded,
Ain’t you the prema of my life?
Ain’t you the jwala of my mind?
When history had it written not to love;
Then mystery had it turn me into love,
Won't fall again coz;
Won't fail my memories again.....
You’re the hell in my heart,
Ain’t you the prema of my life?
Ain’t you the jwala of my mind?
You cared me as a beautiful flower;
You sliced me as a hurtful thorn,
With your lightning my failures got blinded;
With your leaving my hopes got wounded,
Ain’t you the prema of my life?
Ain’t you the jwala of my mind?
When history had it written not to love;
Then mystery had it turn me into love,
Won't fall again coz;
Won't fail my memories again.....
1 Comments:
Hari,
I hate to tell u this !
Ur posts of late have been like majorly psyched out with all kindsa stuff.
Prema of my life.. jwala of my mind.. ennada aatchu unaku ?
Keep ur tails up and have fun :)
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