Questions

Bujhte charago se koi yeh pooche
Shab bhar jalne ka sabab kya hai
Maloom to pade ki yeh jalne wale
Hasrate jalate ya khud hi jal jaate



Woh poochte hain meri khamoshi ki wajah
Main kya bolu, na zabaan meri hai, na alfaaz mere hain

Seasons of mist

My heart holds oceans of grief so deep
My tears are my words left unsaid
The seasons of mist pass so slow
The flowers on the graves are so laid
Deep flow the marks of wounds unseen
Broken are the wings of flight
Some memories cherished the heart holds
Some dreams it holds so tight
Words are but feelings expressed
Though not understood as they are said
They make, they break us all
They leave sometimes debts unpaid