VINTAGE AASHIQ..........

The gallows....

You may imagine an empty space,
you may sense that the end is near,
there's a broken smile and a deadened face,
but somehow there seems to be no fear.......

Then there's that familiar quiet again,
every bit as cold as a stranger,
there's nothing left to lose or gain,
who cares about the coming danger.......

Somehow the voices have died down,
leaving behind an eerie feeling,
it's like being alone in a ghost town,
where even the wind will send you reeling......

Then a chill runs down your back,
making the hair on your neck stand,
it is then hard to see your track,
you never know where you may land.....

You then struggle with your very heart,
within yourself you need to fight,
it never really was a good start,
hence the end was not meant to be right.....