dil ki juvan tumse he bolti hain
sare raj dil ke tumse he kholti hain
sona to main bhi chahti hu
per meri nendon ke abh sapne kho gaye
jitne the khab mere bo sare chur chur ho gaye
ankhhon ke sare noor ashon sang roo gaye
main lash c
main thi bindass c
gujre palo ki gunje awaj bhi
per uljan hain k meri zindagi
tere bina hui bekar c
na koi dil ki khushi na hain koi dhun saj c
koi na sune abh dil ki awaj meri
jo harpal dhundti hain bus bahe teri
tere didar ko ankhein harpal tarsti hain
bus tere liye he pyasi hain
tere liye he harpal barsti hain yeh ankhein meri
Categories:
saj, anniversary, books,
Form: ABC
Chazz your like my kitty
Phoebe
With your act of the witty
And your dance so crazy
I am enchanted with
Your "bubbly-Wubbly'"talk
Your the girl to be with
During A Dead Zone walk
Now my bro's making
My cat Rap
O god For saking:
"Sufyan,Cut the crap"
I will miss your
Blue baby Dips
And what's much more
Than You I'll miss?
I saw death
He was wearing a shirt
It said"Go take a bathe
And stop being Such a skirt"
But he aint the One
That stopped my negative ways
It was You!My Love=)
That cropped my Drama-Queens Days
I Go all insane around
You My Chick
Its my music sound
That'll make you go "Whicka,whick"
I still want Nad'z
Apple bottom Jeans
But you'l probably goes
"Saj,You've got an a*s!O jeez =,=' "
I Love you Blondie
For making My day
If it weren't for all your "WOO-Zie"
How will I be so glad today?
Categories:
saj, friendship
Form: Rhyme
Unnerving sense of Ire
Coming from a Thwarted Father
Sadness and all
Just want to fall
Flat on my face
With unusual grace
Breathe-taken
I just can’t Flippin’ Breathe
Shaken
The world around me unseen
Dancing pictures on the roof
My dad!
Aloof-
I’m just so sad…
I’m choking
Choking by the mood
Dad, The mood around you lurking
Turning it a feud
Looking down on me
From the roof again
Here is not where I want to be
Trouble, I’m a forced fan
Dad says: “Saj,
Party’s over.”
Categories:
saj, father
Form: Rhyme
Wasted Minutes..
*That Pass*
*With this impractical*
..mistake
*Of settling on*
..History
*As My fatal*
..Faith
She Wrecks
*and she Racks*
*Out the door*
I go
“O,Saj you Need To Learn,
Improving is to be shown”
But dear Miss,
Most Buildings are catles
Most ceilings will fall
Most women wore sandals
No High Heels Involved
Categories:
saj, history
Form: Rhyme