She has thrived in me, an utmost influence ,
Whenever I catch her with with no effective sense.
The land appears heaven she passes through ,
Even all the scent of Arabia cannot be that true .
~SaIz

Tum AAye zindAgi mein
KhudA kA tohfA samjhA
BichhAdna likhA so likhA
FAAsle Apni jagAh
HAusle Apni jagAh

Nostalgia of the past

It's never a delusion of time and space 
That leads us into atmosphere of glory,
But that which has parted completes the story.
Feelings do change, memories do fade,
But there is only one jack of spades.
I miss the old you, which I know 
Won't ever be the same,
And most importantly longing behind is lame.
It's not that I can't live without you, 
But I just don't want to.
It's not that I love you,
But I just want you to do.

~SaIz