gule rukhsar (malakand agency / 24.11.1994)

Each time i try to get over, it comes in front of me again
memories lost, betrayed trust and a sigh of pain
each time i step forward, i step over a thorn
crushed hope, shattered dreams and a heart torn
each time i move ahead, the road turns round
forlorn thoughts, unwelcomed wishes and relations bound
each time i stand up, i fall from higher
restless nights, nightmares and a soul burning in fire
each time i mend myself, it breaks me more apart
silent screams, dreary scenes and a broken heart
each time i try to live, i die again
bewildered words, scattered sentences i write in pain