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How do I explain this feeling?

Dil ki kuch khawishyein aaj hakikat hain
Per  shayad unkhayalon mein tu iss tarah na tha
Per unbatoon mein tu iss tarah na tha
Shikayat nahi ki tu hain
Shikayat​ nahi ki tu iss tarah hain
Bass ek ehsaas hain...
Jo pura nai lagta...
Tere na hone ka gaam bhi nai
Per ye bhi Chahat nai ki tu na ho
Ajib kasmkas hain,
Kabhi khamoshiyoan sab suljhan deti hain
Phir kabhi kabhi eyse uljhati hain ki
Tere alva koi Nazar nai aata.
Ye khalish raas nahi aati ,
Ye samjhun ki;
Tera na hona raas nai aata,
Ye samjhun ?
Tu hona chaiye ya nai ki,
 Ye samjhun?
Samay ki raftar rukti nai
Aur zindagi  ghum hain Kahi..
Phir bhi ye sawal apna samay dundh hi leta hain...

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