- Somewhat ingrained in my nature is sainthood
- Somewhat love misguides me door to door
- Somewhat losing not its importance
- Some poison given me by my saviour
- Somewhat painted in colour of separation
- Some lingering pain -leftover of beloved
- Somewhat destined in misery
- Somewhat betrayed by a close friend
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
A Dark Wintery Night
it was a winter night, sasha sees through her glass window someone jump over the cemetery wall , she follows him in , he was reading out loud and clear the punjabi poem engraved on the grave of tausif his favourite verse framed also in the room--
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