Memory

โ€‹And now,

That you’re about to leave,

Me, my soul and my skin,

They just refuse to believe,

You won’t be here anymore,

My waters won’t meet your shore,

My nights won’t have your kisses,

Us no more accomplices,

My head wouldn’t fall maybe,

In your lap again,

Now, there will just water,

No spring, no monsoon, no rain,

I will see you still,

Maybe at a distance apart,

Distances that I want no more,

Instances maybe two or four,

I understand why,

Why you’re leaving,

There’s something in your heart,

Something worth believing,

Something worth achieving,

But, what about me?

I have to see you going,

Crumbled under my own debris,

You need not worry,

All my life I promise,

I’ll be there by your side,

Your very own referee,

You have gifted me priceless,

That I can live with,

You my darling love,

Have gifted me,

Your memory…….

That’s all I have….
Hasta luego amigos..๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜

Much love โค๏ธ โค๏ธ

Ab๐ŸŽฉ

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Your love..

Your love for me is like,


Something really special,


An escape from reality,


A chance of immortality,


A bullet in my temple,


A hope for my salvation,


Brainstorming my imagination,


Growing inside my soul,


Like a weed underneath,


Unaware of the truth,


Like a blade inside a sheath,


An iceberg under the surface,


It’s all hidden there,


All the struggle that I face,


Come and touch me once,


Free me from this dunce,


And I shall be at peace,


For you will be here,


And we both be at ease… 


Hasta luego๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜
Much love๐Ÿ˜˜

Ab๐Ÿšฌ๐Ÿšฌ

If you could see…..

If only you could see,

What it is meant to be,

To love someone very dearly,

And still be an adversary,

My thoughts are running out,

Can’t you see,

When was the last time,

When you really felt free,

Free like this wind,

Free to go anywhere,

As far as you could see,

I am so corrupted now,

As my demons take a bow,

And My angels fail to see,

What I mean to thee,

Your soul is the destination,

Next to my Paradise,

Your arms my suffice,

My words all dry,

My rhythms all pry,

This pandemonium inside me,

Makes me nothing but cry,

Why are you so unattainable,

To you it maybe nothing,

But a mere syllable,

I know,

But to me it’s something,

You can’t even imagine,

How afraid I am to show…..

Don’t forget to tell me how you liked it or not, if yes then how much or else make me better it by your genuine comments that are more than just welcome๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿ™Œ

Hasta luegoโœŒโœŒ

Much love๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜

Ab๐Ÿšฌ๐Ÿšฌ

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’