I don’t know(translation to last one)

To those of you beautiful people who don’t understand urdu, I got many requests to translate it to English because of their love and support that they always bestow upon me.

Here’s to you guys.

The contradiction to my sins,

Are your blessings maybe,

So when those eyes meet mine,

This head of mine bows a little,

In these words that I say,

You don’t put your faith in,

I know,

But promises, some you did,

Some you broke too,

I just had a bit less ego,

And maybe in that,

Love I did,

There’s a storm that rises,

In these veins of mine,

Like a bursting volcano,

Taking my soul away,

I see shadows now,

Around my body every time,

One silhouette,

Keeps close to me always,

Is it yours or mine,

I don’t know……

Hasta luego๐Ÿ˜˜

Much love๐Ÿ˜โœŒ

Ab

Main nahi jaanta.(I don’t know)

Ye mere gunahon ke ikhtilaaf,

Teri hi duwaein hain shayad,


Jo aaj bhi kabhi,


Nazar milti hai to,


Ye sar jhuk sa jaata hai,


In lafzon pe mere,


Tumhe yakeen nahi,


Main jaanta hun,


Par vaade to tumne bhi,


Kiye aur tode bhi,


Bass hum mein guroor kam tha,


Aur shayad is ishq mein mere,


Wo suroor kam tha,


Ek toofaan sa uthta hai,


Yun nason mein meri,


Jaese baand toot gya ho,


Is rooh mein meri,


Parchayian hai ab,


Aas pass mere,


Saaya ek nazdeek rehta hai,


Tumhara hai ya mera,


Ye main nahi jaanta…. 



Hasta luego๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜

Much love๐Ÿ˜

Ab

Is it?

You are my deepest scar,


Your love is my deepest wound,


Your touch is my remedy,


Your smile is my kin,


Your face is my deity,


Your eyes are my soul,


Your hairs are my fields,


Your arms are my world,


Your hate is my atter,


Your absence is my despair,


Your heart is my soul,


Everything of yours,


Is something of mine,


Is this the same,


With thine??…… 



Hasta luego๐Ÿ˜˜
Much love,๐Ÿ˜˜

Ab

Only if.

Sometimes I wonder. Am I the only one who’s lost in memories of the past. Or is it everyone or may none but one. I don’t know. There are times when I can live the whole moment again just to realize that I’ve been in the same position for like an hour or two. Does this happen to you too? I wonder. There was this time when my friend told me a story about one of their various meetings. And by their I mean the couple as those guys were(obviously๐Ÿ˜’, I know I am dumb). So this one was just one of those memories that I just relived, I don’t know how it came to me, I was watching a movie I mean(deadpool actually๐Ÿ˜) and I remember deadpool telling the cab driver in the movie that “love is beautiful feeling my slender brown friend”.

I got stuck there as this memory just landed inside my head like a time bomb. Well, yeah, memories drop like time bombs inside my head, timed to perfection, you see! So, he said they were at the beach one day and her lover asked him if he could relate his love for her to the ocean, beach, shells, pearls and things that can be easily found there. I can never forget those beautiful lines he said to her. I quote as he said:

If life was a beach,

The people were shells,

I would dive infinite,

Escaping my halo,

To witness you my Pearl,

Riddance to gloom,

Radiant till eternity.



Isn’t that something? So, guys I’ll just go back to where I was. And I’ll love if  you guys let me know your thoughts on this piece. 

And, you know what I always say about you.๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ 

But I still can’t get enough.๐Ÿ˜˜

Yeah, you know it.

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You’re beautiful…๐Ÿ˜˜
Hasta luego๐Ÿ’

Love,

Ab

Thanks for the hope.

Now, this is something that any other blogger would Want to see. What WordPress tell me is statistics but there’s this one thing that even WordPress or any other blogging site can’t tell specifically or measure and keep track of is “Love”

I with my deepest regards would love to thank all and each one of you for showing me love that I never could’ve dreamt of. Thanks for being there guys because sometimes in those tough moments of my life, when everyone else seems to be looking away. You are my only hope, 

The hope that would listen. 

The hope that would react.

The hope that would smile back.

The hope that would advise.

The hope that would criticize.

The hope that would love me no matter what.

The hope that would caress me with no conditions applied.

It’s this love of yours that has made me, compelled me write even more of me, to share even more pieces of my soul. 
And I genuinely am looking forward to keeping you guys glued to your screens while reading my posts.

Much love,

Ab.

Hasta luego.๐Ÿ’

Treat of solitude.

Well, hey! I’ve been thinking about you in this darkness because you are the light of my life. At least that’s what I think. Are you really there? Are you really real? Or am I just hallucinating since then? I am confused, I feel like I don’t talk but muse, I don’t walk but fuse, and this rhyme goes on and on and on and on. Damn, am I high right now? I don’t know. Fine! I’ll do what I came here to do. And that is to treat you beautiful people with another piece that was originally written in my mother tongue but I love my friends from other than my country too and thus, I’ve prepared a translation for it too. So, hope you feel it. 

Well, honestly I am not good at poetry or English or whatever but I am good at loving you guys, so here’s to you loves.

The English version would look like:

In that solitude,

The tears poured out,

The salt in my eyes,

How pained I was,

Didn’t even let myself know,

Let alone the world,

Laughed like there’s one life,

The agony in my soul,

Didn’t let you see it,

Let alone the world.


Alright guys, so this is it. Do let me know your thoughts on above. And please do let me know if and how can I better my attempts at these. I would really love to hear for it. 

And just so you know, you’re still the same๐Ÿ˜(and by that I mean, still beautiful) yes! You! You the one smiling right now!๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜˜

Hasta luego..๐Ÿ™‹