In the silent yet chaotic race of thoughts, you’re a mollifying cure-all.
You have battles of your own,
But there’s some magic in your tone!
You defy the rules with your flamboyance,
You make me see tomorrow with clairvoyance.
Your words promise hope in rain,
With you, life is devoid of darkness and disdain.
You are the rhythm, you’re the music and you’re the beat,
You are disguised in all my tweets 😛
You are a comrade second to none,
My heart screams, “You’re the one”.
This seems like an English translation of Tujh me rab dikhta hai, yaara mai kya karoon 🙂
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Such a rejuvenating writing, as if the “one” is an incarnation of God.
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