Jawab mange ga waqt tumse

jawab mange ga waqt tumse,
Puchega ga lakho sawal
Pahechane ga tumhe
Tumhare kaale kartuto se
Rakhega yaad har insaan ka haal

Jagega har wo rota hua baccha
Sunayega har un maa baap ki chikh
Charo aur se sawal aayenge
Jawab mangte huye
Kiu na diye tum unhe jaan ki bhik

Jo duba hai, use pahechanta hai wo
Jo dubaya hai use bhi
Hai khara nanga waqt
Haat liye lahu un sabka
Aage barte huye milega wo tujhe hi

Aankh main aankh daale
Utarega kapra aankh se
Pochega har ek ke
Ruh pe laga hua daag
Un jale huye makano ke raakh se

jawab mange ga waqt tumse,
Puchega ga lakho sawal
Pahechane ga tumhe
Tumhare kaale kartuto se
Rakhega yaad har insaan ka haal

                                 - Sudipa Adak

Good old days

Let's go back
To the days of books, toys and friends
This world is way to dull
And tired of ever changing trends
The hours were long
But eventful,i may say
The expectations were less
And mind as clear as day
Good old days,
Memories build of stars
Let's go back to those days
When our hearts had less scars

We all have hopes up and guards down
for people that peel the layer of our heart
We fail at times,Act like a clown
But all it takes is a fresh start
Clean slate,We all learn
Take steps back and evolve
Breathe, and wait for our turn
for The life's mystery to solve
For some of us it's way to late
Some of you still have cards unturned
Waiting for the right moment to call
Taming your emotions, poker face on
Believe me take a leap and you won't fall

Ever Been in love?

Have you ever been in love
Not the one like 'i will buy you gifts'
The one where you keep loving
No matter how far away they drift

You build stories from the scratch
Take walks down the park
Sing at karaokes and dance
Until the sky turns dark

Been there? For how long?
Long enough to not forget
Strong enough to not let go
Even though many you met

Its beautiful isn't it,
Beautiful memories wrapped in scars
Turning the pages down the lane
As you count the stars

Shaken,broken,
Mistaken for something else
Something more glittery
Same old, same old misery

We have all been there,
Wounded souls with flesh to show off
We have all been there
Broken hearts with beats that don't stop