The torn tune of a broken violin.Signifies the evanescence of joy..So many faded voices intermingle .This day and the night. .Moonlight has disappeared .In the sky overcast with commingled clouds. .The wind is sombre with the sadness .Of Bismillah’s ‘she
The torn tune of a broken violin.Signifies the evanescence of joy..So many faded voices intermingle .This day and the night. .Moonlight has disappeared .In the sky overcast with commingled clouds. .The wind is sombre with the sadness .Of Bismillah’s ‘she
Sometimes at early dawn / You overpower my eyelids / And won’t let me wake up
A long stretch of time / passed in prison
A star fell on the ground in the windy night
