A Piece Of Work,
On Canvas With Paint,
Describing So Much,
Thats Hard To Message…

An Impression Of The Mind,
Through The Fingers,
Passed On To The Canvas,
Using Paint As The Median…

Close To The Heart,
Rather Into The Heart,
Relationship That Cannot Be Broken,
By Any Force On Earth…

No Secrets Kept In Heart,
Sharing The Deepest Feeling Of Heart,
Going Places, Enjoying Life,
And Keeping In Touch,
At Every Moment In Life…

Shayri Wo Likhte Hain Jinko Shayri Nahii Aatii
Par Lavz Aise Nikhalthe Hain Jaise Ghayal Nahii Hote

Dil Ki Jo Baatein Hain Wo Dil Hi Jaanta Hain
Par Aksar Aise Hotaa Hain Ki Wo Lavz Bankar Baras Jaate Hain

Dil Ke Nazar Se Dekha Hai Tujhko,
Aankhon Ke Raste Chalaya Hai Tumko,
Pyas Tumhare Pyar Ki Lagi Hai Aise,
Na Jaane Kaise Hum Bhujaayenge Ise…

Jal Rahi Hai Chahat Yeh Meri,
Taph Rahi Hai Aasha Yeh Meri,
Paana Hai Tumko Hai Humne Yeh Taana,
Khushi Tumko Dena Hai Yeh Humne Maana…

Jaan Yeh Meri,
Haazir Hain Jaanam,
Le Jao Isko,
Agar Chaho Tum…

Dil Hai Yeh Mera,
Khilona Nahin Hai,
Khelo Na Aise,
Is Dil Se Tum…

An Elixir Of Life So Thick And Red,
So Dark A Colour A Flower Named After

Each Drop As Precious As Life,
Each Cell A Giver Of Life Flowing All Over,

Flowers Blooming Fast,
Leaves Falling Slow,
Trees Standing Tall,
And Breeze Blowing Through…

No Leaves On Trees,
Yet The Beauty Of Flowers,
Makes The Tree A Living Beauty,
Transcended From The Skies…

A Brief Game,
With A Role To Play,
Sometimes Big,
But Sometimes Small…

Happiness, Sadness,
Fear And Brave,
Are Few Little Emotions,
Right In The Way…

Walking Down A Lane,
With No One In Sight,
Where Have All Gone?
Or Where Am I?

My Father, My Mother,
My Uncle Or My Aunt,
My Brother, My Sister,
My Neighbour Or My Dog…

A Rush Of Adrenaline,
A Game Of Patience,
A Measure Of Endurance,
The Gain After Pain…

Collection Of Emotions,
Many Hard To Contain,
A Picture Of Human Mind,
By The Hands Of Unknown…