Feather_and_Fable

Ye makhmoor aankhein
          	Jo badli hui hain
          	Kabhi hum ne inke hain 
          	sadqay utaarey
          	
          	Kahin ab mulaqaat ho jaaye hum se
          	Bacha kar nazar ko guzar jaaiyega

Feather_and_Fable

Ye makhmoor aankhein
          Jo badli hui hain
          Kabhi hum ne inke hain 
          sadqay utaarey
          
          Kahin ab mulaqaat ho jaaye hum se
          Bacha kar nazar ko guzar jaaiyega

Feather_and_Fable

Har Baat ka Koi Jawab Nahi Hota 
          Har Ishq ka Naam Kharab Nahi Hotaa.
          Yoon to Jhoom Lete Hain Nashe me Peene Wale
          Magar Har Nashe ka Naam Sharab Nahi Hota.
          
          Khamosh Chehre Par Hazaron Pehre Hote Hain
          Hansti Aankhon Mein Bhi Zakham Gehre Hote Hain
          Jinse Aksar Rooth Jaate Hai Hum, 
          Asal Me Unse Hi Rishte Gehre Hote Hain.
          
          Kisi ne khuda se dua mangi 
          Dua mein usne khud ki maut mangi, 
          Khuda ne kaha, maut to tuje de doon magar, 
          Usse kya kahoon jisne teri zindagi ki dua mangi.
          

Feather_and_Fable

It seems to me that when I die
          These words will be written on my stone
          
          Rest well, love. I’ll forever be your girl </3

Feather_and_Fable

@fleurdelis- | I’m sad but I’m equal parts angry because he let his life slip away like it was nothing.
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fleurdelis-

@Feather_and_Fable oh god, truly. almost had a panic attack when i read the news. was even debating whether to tell you or not </3.
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Feather_and_Fable

The Devil's got his eyes on me
          I've been through hell but I won't be deceived
          He'll walk around for hours
          But He knows He can't devour
          The Devil's got his eyes on me
          I've bled to tell you what your eyes don't see
          This story's getting louder
          And He knows that He's a coward

Feather_and_Fable

One thing I'm sure Colborne will never understand is that I need language to live, like food—lexemes and morphemes and morsels of meaning nourish me with the knowledge that, yes, there is a word for this. Someone else has felt it before.
          
          //M.L. Rio, If We Were Villains