कुछ रातें इन्तज़ार में बीतीं
कुछ रातें इज़हार में बीतीं
कुछ रातें हम खामोश रहे,
कुछ रातें इनकार में बीतीं।

कुछ रातें हमने मनाया उसे
कुछ रातें उसने सताया मुझे
कुछ रातें हम खामोश रहे
कुछ रातें उसने रुलाया मुझे।

कुछ रातें हम साथ थे
कुछ रातें हम दूर थे
कुछ रातें तन्हा थीं बहुत
इस क़दर हम मजबूर थे।

कुछ रातें सिर्फ रात ना थी
उन रातों में वो बात ना थी
कुछ रातें वो रात ना आई
रात आई पर वो ना आई।

फिर एक दिन वो रात आई
जिस रात के बाद
फिर कभी ना वो रात आई
फिर कभी ना वो रात आई।

Lazy_winds

[Hey girl,

This is for you, yes you,

There is something I need to tell you,

That I have been hiding from you.

These are the pieces of my heart,

That you have taken from miles apart,

And I have never feels this way so far.

For this is not a quest,

It's just something I need to take off from my chest,

So Read it all that's my only request.

There are some things that I didn't tell you,

Like the first time when I saw you,

Who were you, I even hadn't got a clue,

Then I saw you again almost out of the blue.

There was something strong that attracted me,

Cause I was always of the repulsive kind,

I thought about you all the night,

And then you were all over my mind.

Do you not realise,

Or you think that

it is not wise,

Oh I am so confused,

Yet I am so infused

With hope, that this one time

I will not be refused.

The night I saw you, I was wondering alone,

When I heard your captivating tone,

And I just flowed with it, where ever it took me

And then I saw something that will became a part of me.

yes it was you, that catches my eyes,

Or rather I say it was your shining eyes

I stood there staring blankly at you

And I just listen to your voice that was so smooth

Don't you think that I am being childish

And telling you things this way, I am being stylish

I thought it was just an infatuation,

And I was searching for a reason

To explain myself that it is not love,

I asked myself all types of questions,

In the search for only one reason

To confess myself that it is not love.

I remember that night when I first saw you,
I don't remember how you dressed

Cause I was lost in your voice.

Then I thought to myself
That, that meeting was work of faith

Cause that day I was not there by my choice.

Sometimes I think, how silly of me to think like that

*And I do with myself a little chit chat

Dark horses are mean
and they don't seek any jockey.
They are rather ready to lead
And they don't seek your trust
They don't show when they bleed.

They rather heal themselves on the go
You can lay down all your plots
They don't care if you hit a new low
They draw the line, they don't connect the dots

"Life ain't easy" the famous of all hacks
"Ride ain't just a life" they know deep down
They go along the beats of their hearts
They don't hear any other sound

Call it crazy but it never mattered
They don't think before they grind
They do look behind once in a while s
to see if anyone has fallen behind

But again fear of death comes to all
so they too can't escape the thought
But before it gets rooted, covered with rust
They run even faster impossible to be caught

One evening, where other horses lived
He arrived there moving slowly in a crowd
The bridled horses gathered to see
his saddle-less back that felt like a stroud

Someone asked, "how do we believe he is the same?"
that he is the one we have heard about in the song
The old brown horse said "Don't be naive and see good"
I know for sure as I wanted to be him when I was young

 If you see a dark horse you will know he is the one
Eyes dry due to all the indifference in the air
And that subtle, content and soothing smirk on the face
The pits of hooves filled with pride in many layers

And his tail lost all its hair in the run
Each of them fell at places, turned into milestones
They want him to sit and tell his story
But he says "only when I am filled with dead bones."

For the day he sits, his journey will end
He won't stand again for another run
He just stopped coz he got thirsty
The adventure will resume at dawn

So he stood there surrounded  by other horses
And just when the first sun ray touched the king's crown
He ran so fast starting a dust storm so big
before anyone could assess he was way past the town...

Those springs
and the fountains
those snow bombed
mountains.
Where sun sleeps
at the night.
Woods sway
and hearts glide
Where we wrote
our first song
the haven,
your home,
where I belong...