My soul was dead
until a soul came
and wrote a kiss
to make it live...
The heart was attacked
until a healing came
and registered a beat
to make it dive....
The eyes were blind
until a glimpse
of ur divine soul
made it to see....
The life was dark
until you came
concealed me in heart
& called us we....
The legs wr broken
until a shadow
of an Angel
made it walk...
the soul was dumb
until a whisper
of a NUMEM
made it talk....
Composed By Bhat Aijaz
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