incomplete love stories

Incomplete love stories to Read....lts me...

=  @  It was like that, when I got something from him,

Wanted to turn back and stop,

Wanted to say something and hear something from him,

But the sand was slipping through the hands,

The fire was different, it turned to another mode,

We kept watching Murat's descent. He kept going.

He saw me when he turned around. Ik on his face

Was the question. And I had a lot of answers,

But the question was lost from my eyes.

As Punam lost in the clouds,

Even today his mind is in the mind.

 His question is one of the buried questions.

End before reaching the heart with eyes

There are stories of love .....  

                                               

 Surinder Singh Maan