Jazba (Passion)

Like nectar rises my passion to the flower

Whosoever tasted said, ‘sweet like honey’


Like deep lines etched on snowy mountains

I lie silent on the rocky bed below the snow


Give me some sun, let me melt and reach you

My core is water, give me favour of your mercy


I halted thinking that the road was my destination

In a magic like grip I was, my life was in a bind


Touch me and wake me, let eyes not get dimmed

Hold me, pick me up, silent is all congregation


Give me some laughter, give me some smartness

Wish me a prayer to rise and blossom next season


Jazba by Sandeep Silas ‘deep’ in Saada Khayal (2009)


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