***What about tonight?*** -
5th December 2005, 10:41 PM
Why do I want to cry every time You look into my eyes?
Why does it hurt every time I delay the tempting kiss of suicide?
Why does my life loves to kill me?
Why my movements want to still me?
And when I write suicide notes with killing sadness,
my sobbing eyes swell with redness?
Why shouldn't I die before my next breath?
Why do I prolong this death?
So what is wrong what is right?
What about tonight?
लब पे मुस्कान को लिए ऐ दोस्त, काँधों पे लाश अपनी ढोते हैं,
इस भरे शहर में हम Dard-e-Sush, जो न पाया उसे भी खोते हैं!
lab pe muskaan ko liye ae dost, kandhon pe laash apni dhote hein
is bhare sheher me ham dard-e-sush, jo na paaya use bhi khote hein
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