Translating thoughts to words

As I walk down the aisle, may be never to meet you again, The question arise in mind – what is it that kept us apart? What is a relation made up of? The sense of responsibility - and may be A set of rules to trail Words to comfort the other And trust without fail. We were responsible for sure and followed all the rules, We were good at words and trusted each other like fools Then what was missing What held back the heart? What is it that kept us apart? As I walk down the aisle, may be never to meet you again, I see the budding flowers we planted Christmas night ‘This will grow with our love,’ You said holding me tight. We laughed on similar jokes We danced on same tune We loved the peaceful sea And a walk on the dune Every string was strong Still something went wrong As I walk down the aisle, may be never to meet you again, I remember those days of togetherness The laughters, the tears, the joys, the anger I know we will not be sharing this any lo

You say this but you mean that Your words follow a different stat I try to link the set of cords What lies beneath the words…? A beauty that is seen A music that is heard A gain that is enjoyed A pain that is suffered You express your feelings to me But I fail to pick the odds What lies beneath the words….? Your eyes depict loneliness Your lips tend to smile Your hands look for warmth Your legs tend to exile You are unsure of what you want And so your words don’t count What is in and what is out Are two strangers in a doubt Let me reach both your worlds Let me see what lies beneath your words…?

Dhoondhti apni manjilon tak pahuchne ki raah Apne liye, sirf apne liye jeene ki chah Apne hi sapno ke tootne ka dar Kitna swarth bhara hai mere andar Aaj ehsaah hota hai ki shayad Eis swarth se bhare man me Kisi ke pratibimb ko sajaaana Galat tha… ‘Main’ ki eis ladaai me ‘Tum’ ko apnaana Galat tha… Haq nahi tha mujhe uske jeevan me Apni jagah banaane ka Uske sunder haseen mehel ki taraf Apne ajnabee kadam badhaane ka Aaj ehsaah hota hai ki shayad Use pane ki aarjoo Usko apna maan kar jeena Galat tha... ‘Main’ ko ‘tum’ ke laayak samajhna Galat tha…