maa ki lori ka ehsaas to hai,
par maa ko maa kehne ka waqt nahi.
saare rishton ko to hum maar chuke,
ab unhe dafnane ka bhi waqt nahi.

saare naam mobile main hain,
par dosti ke liye waqt nahi.
gairon ki kya baat karien,
jab apno ke liye hi waqt nahi.

aankhon main hai neend badi,
par sone ka waqt nahi.
dil hai ghamon se bhara hua,
par rone ka bhi waqt nahi.

paison ki daud me aise daude,
ki thakne ka bhi waqt nahi.
paraaye ehsaason ki kya qadr karein,
jab apne sapno ke liye hi waqt nahi.

tu hi bata ae zindagi,
iss zindagi ka kya hoga,
ki har pal marne walon ko,
jeene ke liye bhi waqt nahi.

you are in each thought i have,
and every breath i take.
my feelings are growing stronger,
with every move i make.

i want to prove i love you,
but that is the hardest part.
so, i am giving all i have to give,
to you, i give my heart.

[incomplete yet]

as i traverse through the inroads, of my rambling mind.
noises . . . noises everywhere . . . it comforts,
voices from forgotten past . . . explodes.
what am i trying to find ?

there i see a door that i avoid, door that holds all the answers i seek.
yet always am afraid to reach, to open . . . afraid to find.
what if there is nothing but a teeming void ?

this world of mine in darkness brightly shines,
with the first ray of light disappears . . . like moonshine.
or like a morning dew precariously clinging on the vine,
dreams . . . yet not . . . its shallow.
feelings imagined a void hollow.

as each illusion break making this imaginary world disappears,
like the snowflake on the porch.
as horizons clear broken dreams strewn in its wake,
and I shed a lonely tear my companions dear.

i create a new illusion . . . yet again,
with every new step i take.

in some corner of my heart,
hidden under many layers,
a lost child . . . some dreams thwarted.

voices from the past,
in a different role cast,
ever changing . . . ever lingering.

these serenades,
will they ever fade, into nothingness,
will they ? ? ?

[incomplete yet]