by J.R.
Some old photographsMemories,smiles anda few tears Few years laterI dream of a lifeA courageous onedoomed to remain only a dream The ever increasingdistance reminds meof the past.A glorious pastfull oflaughtertraveland joy My imaginationmakes me wonderof all thatcould have happenedif things were fine I'd make youteain the morning andin the noon andat night It was simple… Continue reading Memories
at timesat nightI lie awakelooking at the ceiling carefully listeningto the sounds of thepassing cars on some nightsI’d find youlurking in to my lifeand all the effortsI made to forget go to waste-Efforts In my handwriting
Sard raaton mai Tum syahi ki tarah Kuch ghul se gaye the Rang tumhara Halka toh hua tha Par woh nasha ab bhi tha Woh mehek gayi nahi thi Sard raaton mai Tum syahi ki tarah Kuch ghul se gaye the Maine chaha poochna tum se Par tum tez chale jaa rahe the Tumse kadam milana… Continue reading Raat
Chupke se aati Hai yeh yaad teri Bhare dine main Kahi jheeri se Aakar sama jaati hai Chukpe se aati Hai yeh yaad teri Mez par baithe Kaam karte waqt Chukpe se aati Hai yeh yaad teri Khana khate waqt
The last 50 pages A hot summer night And a thought of you. -Jafar Rehman P.S. 'You' here can be food.
Before he heads to the bed He pulls out a box And pops up a pill And finally sleeps - Jafar Rehman
They held hands And danced together For a long time And the moon witnessed it all.
There she was standing Alone under the bridge She was crying maybe But I wasn't sure I wanted to go and Ask her if she was alright But I didn't want to scare her Because it was a dark night So I stood there for sometime, Silently observing her From a safe distance She wiped… Continue reading Under the bridge
Just when you think You are having a hard time Life proves you wrong. And now it's a fight.
I stared into His empty eyes They were trying To say something. - Jafar Rehman
Thoughts of a Crooked Mind 