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A SKY FULL OF RAIN.
The wind keeps weaving its way through the sky..and still not a single drop finds its way here.
The clouds pass overhead carrying oceans,
yet somehow this place remains untouched.
Even the rain which falls so freely everywhere,
seems to know better than to fall on me.
And this always makes me wonder.…
is the whole world part of this conspiracy?
Do the winds know what I am waiting for?
Do the clouds know what I have been praying for?
Do the stars know why I still look up?
Does every passing stranger.. every distant road.. every silent night somehow know what I lost?
Because it is strange…
how everything in this world knows how to reach me
except the one thing I would give everything to receive.
Perhaps every particle.. every atom..every electron ..proton..every fucking neutron carries the same secret...to bring me everything but what I ask for.
To let me hear footsteps that are never yours.
To let every notification light up my darkness..only to teach my heart again..that hope can hurt more than anything.
But Sometimes I think the universe is not cruel at all…
perhaps it is simply precise.
Perhaps it knows exactly what I want..exactly where it hurts..exactly how long I can keep waiting and that is why it keeps bringing me close enough to hope but never close enough to hold.
So I keep standing beneath a sky full of rain,
watching the whole world get drenched…
while not even a single drop
is allowed to reach me.
And then I wonder…
how many things had to go wrong for the entire universe to become so perfectly good at keeping you away from me?
#Abdo
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Translation:
It would never diminish your stature if you called me with a smile, somewhere, sometime.
It would never diminish your stature if you called me with a smile, somewhere, sometime.
Your grandeur would never fade if you showed your love somewhere, sometime.
It would never diminish your stature if you called me with a smile, somewhere, sometime.
After many years, when the realization finally comes,
then the beloved will no longer be beside you.
Even amidst the celebrations of this colourful world,
the heart will be saddened by something.
Think about it while there is still time, my beloved,
if you can somehow convince your heart.
Think about it while there is still time, my beloved,
if you can somehow convince your heart.
Your grandeur would never fade if you showed your love somewhere, sometime.
It would never diminish your stature if you called me with a smile, somewhere, sometime.
Give me an answer to what I have said,
and settle the accounts of these precious feelings.
For every petal that has been sacrificed,
give me that same fragrant rose that still aches.
The fragrances will return, O gardener,
if you water the roots somewhere, sometime.
The fragrances will return, O gardener,
if you water the roots somewhere, sometime.
Your grandeur would never fade if you showed your love somewhere, sometime.
It would never diminish your stature if you called me with a smile, somewhere, sometime.
Life will not truly reveal its meaning
until the heart is devoted to someone.
For now, it may seem like something from a story,
but it will feel real when love truly happens.
If you would show some kindness, my beloved,
come and let this beautiful heart fall in love somewhere, sometime.
If you would show some kindness, my beloved,
come and let this beautiful heart fall in love somewhere, sometime.
Your grandeur would never fade if you showed your love somewhere, sometime.
It would never diminish your stature if you called me with a smile, somewhere, sometime.
O my Ranjha, paint my longings in shades of rose,
and pass each day teasing me a little.
May these innocent attempts not make you displeased,
that is why they ask only for the smallest sign from you.
Come, you beautiful one, lower your gaze and smile,
and meet my eyes somewhere, sometime.
Come, you beautiful one, lower your gaze and smile,
and meet my eyes somewhere, sometime.
Your grandeur would never fade if you showed your love somewhere, sometime.
It would never diminish your stature if you called me with a smile, somewhere, sometime.
Even dreams and thoughts begin to doubt themselves
when, in anger, you claim your right over me.
Your presence and authority leave me amazed;
when you look at me with those unwavering eyes.
Take this dream out of the world of dreams
and turn it into reality somewhere, sometime.
Take this dream out of the world of dreams
and turn it into reality somewhere, sometime.
Your grandeur would never fade if you showed your love somewhere, sometime.
It would never diminish your stature if you called me with a smile, somewhere, sometime.
Look at the intoxication of these deep blue longings,
look at the way true love moves.
The moon has made its home in the heavens;
look at the chakor bird yearning for it from the earth of hearts.
This is a song by Satinder Sartaaj, meant for kindred souls;
let it dwell within our souls somewhere, sometime.
This is a song by Satinder Sartaaj, meant for kindred souls;
let it dwell within our souls somewhere, sometime.
Your grandeur would never fade if you showed your love somewhere, sometime.
It would never diminish your stature if you called me with a smile, somewhere, sometime.
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Not every season of mine is meant to be loud. I can’t always give my best… sometimes, all I have is silence. And sometimes, all I have left to give is love.
