Zaalim sanaM

Zaalim thaa vo aur zulm kii aadat bhii bahut thii

majaboor thay hum us say muhabbat bhi bahut thi
Us Shaks ke sitam sah ke dikhaa hii diay ham nay
go apnii tabiyat mein bagaavat bhii bahot thii

Waaqif hiiiiii na tha ramz-e-muhabbat sy wo warna
dil kay liye thorii sii inaayat bhii bahut thii
Youn hi nahiin mashhoor-e-zamanaa mera qatil
Us shaKhs ko is fan mein maharat bhi bahut thii

Kya daur-e-Gazal tha ke lahu dil mein bahut tha
aur dil ko lahuu garaanay kii fursat bhii bahut thii
Har shaam sunaatay thay hasiinon ko Gazal ham
jab maal bahut tha to sakhaawat bhi bahut thii

Ais anjaamay muhabbat par pasheman bhi bahut hain
Kya kijiye kam_baKht ki shoharat bhii bahut thii

why me again god????

The pain of my heart breaking,

Is worse than the pain of being alone,
I must suffer this pain in silence,
As I lay here all on my own.
Love has smashed my being,
The hurt is becoming to strong,
My emotions are constantly freeing,
I fear very soon they'll be gone.
This heart of mine rejects me,
Its left nothing but an empty hole,
I used to think you set me free,
Now there's not much left in my soul.
If love was a disease it'd be fatal,
I stare into outer space,
I put all my cards on the table,
But you just threw them back in my face.
I can feel the pain over-taking,
I regret not being there enough,
I feel my heart quickly breaking,
As I say good-bye to my love.
Now the hurt is making me numb,
I'm in pain every time I see you,
As I stare up into the sun,
It blinds but I'm trying to see through.
I feel the anger rising,
What the hell have I done,
The pain seeps out from inside me,
Until the pain is all gone.

why me again god?