if..

we dream..and we surrender ..but like that famous song said "khaab sheeshe ke ye duniyaa pathar ki" i return to my little den-tired exhausted and lonely..wishing yet once again that there was a reason to smile...if.. i once again migrate to the world of ifs and wonder why do dreams shatter??

dreams

a fanatasy lived , a dream , a state of transition between the real and the nonexistent ..for just a moment let me float into that world where all is perfect..where nothing ever goes wrong and there is always a reason to smile...where tomorrow brings only hope...for just a moment life let me float away...

how

you joke about how i keep going home!! but you have no clue what it is like to live alone..you have no idea how silence hurts ...the echo of my own voice comes back every few minutes.. every dream, every aspiration, every moment of joy is overshadowed by solitude and every smile reflects a tear back... i know its a choice i made but it takes a toll and the smile i carry is mixed with a tinge of pain..