Rings of Smoke

Ae Ishq Humein Barbaad Na Kar

sunrise

Posted on | October 31, 2006 | No Comments

there is a sunrise coming,
i can sense it,can touch the light about to come,
i can feel the night’s end,
a sunrise is coming,
and again,there will be that beautiful lake,
those chirping sparrows,the green grass,
and the blossoming flowers,
i can sense it,the happiness that surges my veins like crazy,
euphoria is in the air,its a bright dawn,
and the cool wind breathes down my neck.

whats this change,why does it come?
ir races my pulse,it beats in my heart,
its tingling my nerves,
some new values,some new desires,ambition.
why does this happen,i wonder?what does it mean?
change..for good or bad?

new mornings bring newer lights,
and stark reality,when the dew evaporates,
the grass might be yellow,and the sparrow just a crow…

i am afraid of the sunrise.

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