Distant spaces emerge and merge at an erratic pace.

Distorted silence mutates the sporadic winds of the heart.

Hands stretch to reach the unseen only to feel the stubborn void within.

The door opens to a wall, eyes close to see the splendor beyond .

Thought takes wings and flies,by your side, where sanity prevails

And in spite of the drifting spasm in time, I wait............

JUSTAJOO DIL KI AANKHON SE BAYAAN HOTI HAI,

AAPKI BAAHON MEIN AAKAR YE DOORIYAN FANAAH HOTI HAIN!

Dooriyan apne saath beqaraariyan le aathi hain,

Ek ajab si kashish is dil se lagathi hain.

Nazdiqiyon mein jo bandish nahi,

Aisi ek Qwahish is naqs-e-rooh mein jagati hai!