Meri Jaan i still feel
The pinch on my heel
You can make me bleed
you can make me cry
But you can’t take out
The happiness you put in me
Though you are gone and
I live in a world of gost
I sip every second
Of this life as a wine
The more I drink
The more I am drunk
Awaken by your fun
But blinded by the sun
The more I think of you
The least I am missing you
Re: old love
this peom has the word wine in it...wine is clearly haraam
this poem must be banned
Re: old love
this is a metaphor!! main sharabi nahin piti hoon:blush:
Re: old love
Is this poem for me? 
Re: old love
black mamba...nothing is for you.... go back to cafe
Re: old love
he was kindly invited to read that poem…and appreciated so he can stay in poetry section…unlike you who want to ban me from there:snooty:
Re: old love
The more I think of you
The least I am missing you
Technicaly ^ is Wrong :D
Dont tell me to Read it int he context of the Poem :p
Re: old love
thats what u think hon. but in reallity I always get the best. for instance the friendship of Noor.
