Saturday, July 6, 2013

Wahaan Kaun Hai Tera...Musaafir?

Who do you think is awaiting you there? O traveller, your destination is where?
Give your tired feet some rest here,
Such merciful shade you will find nowhere.

Those days are now bygone, on those moments do not despond.
Those nights are all now just a dream, move on.

They have forgotten, you must erase your memories too,
of all those beautiful love rendezvous.
Everywhere there is darkness and gloom... O traveller, your destination is where?
Give your tired feet some rest,
Such merciful shade you will find nowhere.

There is no one there, wishing your return,
Nobody looking out for you, nobody who mourns.

There is no heart that aches with your pain except your own.
Do you think there are eyes that, for you, pour?
There is nothing that belongs to you anymore... O traveller, your destination is where?
Give your tired feet some rest here,
Such merciful shade you will find nowhere.


The old and wise have a word or two to say,
about how this world is fickle, anywhich way it may sway.

Evident to all, unknown to none.
Nobody, but, understands why what's done is done.
Nothing ever belongs to anyone... O traveller, your destination is where
Give your tired feet some rest here,
Such merciful shade you will find nowhere.