Anything can be bought as long as you can pay the price for it.

 How should I begin? How should I end? This chronicle of unrequited feelings, Once that bloomed into a fragrant flower But was too high to reach with sharp thorns to hurt. A deep scar in my softest place, When I was too innocent and naive. Unaware of the results of my immature actions, I remember my desperate heart. To get his attention, to be always near him Noting down his every minute detail. Being flushed I blurted out my secret desire Bringing unnecessary chaos to him and myself! Oh! If only I could save him from the sick remarks, As hatred from him would be the last thing I want. Well, it didn't stop the fate that was to happen And we never met each other's truth. You know what darling! I wasn't me, When I was forced to part from you. To save my face, to wipe your hassle, It never got me the result I wished! I lost my hope in getting happiness, Avoiding the best days of my calendar. Love became a maze of twists & turns, With the gradual yet unknown incidents. It w...

 One fine day, a young lady was covered in jewels,  To have her future destined in an elaborate ritual With the handsome gentleman who vows to treasure her, Guarded by cherished confidants and envying foes. Years have passed, the memory comes again But the moment was like an epiphyllum, how long can it bewitch? Many fractures have escaped through the bond of seven lives, Whose debris are falling on the descendants of the magic. The flower has to rot, the honeybee has to die, But if they live longer, does the nectar bond remain sweet forever? Oh my stubborn lady, don't you know me through you? You have protected me at my weakest, holding me in my broken days, I can vow on my life for my care to you. Don't leave me in hatred, I always need you, I promise I always do fairplay in your duel, But don't you think you deeds are an irony? Oh you arrogant man, Please don't be so vile! You have the honour of my first love and admiration, You have the power to make me bloom in ecst...

 तारीफ़ करना आता नहीं था आपको, इसलिए ख़ुद शायरी लिखना सिख लिया | हमे निहारना भूल जाते थे आप, इसलिए बेरंग नज़र आना ही सिख लिया | हमारी सहेलियाँ नापसंद रही आपको, इसलिए अकेले वक्त बिताना सिख लिया | प्यार करने से इंकार करते थे आप, इसलिए औरों को गले लगाना भी सिख लिया  आपके हुक्म पर यूँ फ़िदा थे जानम, कि आपके ईशारे पर ख़ुद से नफ़रत करना भी सिख लिया |