FROM THE PEN OF ABUBACKER SHOAIB ABBASI SAGAR
I MISS YOUafter a long time when i got her phone
coldish night sits with moon .
i just tell her
i dont want to wait
cause i am all ready late .
the time is still on run.
i cant forget that sun .
where we sit on beach.
thinking about where sea have to reach.
taLking about sadness of life .
thinking about madness of life .
we have answer but we dont wanna belive .
cant find why we both want to deceive .
we relised that we have separate ways.
there is nothing in these days.
we never do complain
we might want to live with pain
but i have one regret
that i ever get
why i didnot force you to stay
why i didnt chose your way .
but i still miss you .
dont know the name of our relation
we were friends
or
we working on some trands
i cant give my feeling a name yet
but i want to go back were we met
thinking may be you are standing there
if i can reverse my life with a gare
i will never let you go
i jusy miss you so ..
no answer accept
voice of weaping......
I MISS YOUafter a long time when i got her phone
coldish night sits with moon .
i just tell her
i dont want to wait
cause i am all ready late .
the time is still on run.
i cant forget that sun .
where we sit on beach.
thinking about where sea have to reach.
taLking about sadness of life .
thinking about madness of life .
we have answer but we dont wanna belive .
cant find why we both want to deceive .
we relised that we have separate ways.
there is nothing in these days.
we never do complain
we might want to live with pain
but i have one regret
that i ever get
why i didnot force you to stay
why i didnt chose your way .
but i still miss you .
dont know the name of our relation
we were friends
or
we working on some trands
i cant give my feeling a name yet
but i want to go back were we met
thinking may be you are standing there
if i can reverse my life with a gare
i will never let you go
i jusy miss you so ..
no answer accept
voice of weaping......
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