White Now that you are nowhere the vacuum is neck deep your presence was a sphere.... that I never really peeped !! Your touch and your feel smoothers me day and night come what may...... It will be always on repeat. Bruised and shattered call me whatever.... Surviving without you shall always be a steep ladder. Want to ask you.....if you are fine? Answer me for once ..... O my shine !!!!! No words to tell....how I feel trying hard to look for Reasons to be in zeal...... ©Preeti Babbar

Preeti Babbar

White badal tale jo sukun hai uske nichhe jo ghar hai patte ki chao se jo dhaka hai firse ujar ne koi na paye ma ki matti sadi or koi baris bhigona na paye badal tu udja hawa se jure disha kahi aur mure taki humara ghar rahe pure pure ©Nurnehar Khatun

Nurnehar Khatun

White Now that you are nowhere the vacuum is neck deep your presence was a sphere.... that I never really peeped !! Your touch and your feel smoothers me day and night come what may...... It will be always on repeat. Bruised and shattered call me whatever.... Surviving without you shall always be a steep ladder. Want to ask you.....if you are fine? Answer me for once ..... O my shine !!!!! No words to tell....how I feel trying hard to look for Reasons to be in zeal...... ©Preeti Babbar

Preeti Babbar

White badal tale jo sukun hai uske nichhe jo ghar hai patte ki chao se jo dhaka hai firse ujar ne koi na paye ma ki matti sadi or koi baris bhigona na paye badal tu udja hawa se jure disha kahi aur mure taki humara ghar rahe pure pure ©Nurnehar Khatun

Nurnehar Khatun