There’s a simple, quiet girl
There's a simple, quiet girllost in crowded darknesswhere all that standsare painted walls of starkness a curtain of golden hair she pullsover her drawn expressionher presence drifts gingerly awayto a…
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There's a simple, quiet girllost in crowded darknesswhere all that standsare painted walls of starkness a curtain of golden hair she pullsover her drawn expressionher presence drifts gingerly awayto a…
Love has buried people in its synonyms, wisely, knowing how confronted it was.Love for me is an ocean and I don't know how to swim.So I didn't go near it…
Kaafi uljha sa hoon mai apni hi baaton me,Kaafi jaga sa hoon mai apni hi yaadon meKaafi khoya sa hoon mai apni manzilon meKaafi khamosh sa hoon mai apne hi…
Thinking I've known gestures more than people, tales more than pages and poems more than written.I've seen stories buried in sunsets and people discovering their own eternity.I'm not skilled in…
Still wondering about my lifeLying down on the bed asideWith full of tears in my eyesNever thought thatThis could be the last day of my lifeThe flow of thoughts in…
The clouds aren't white anymoreIt has painted itself and it keeps getting darkerPushing her skin to the depths of greyAnd soon one cried " It's time again"scrambled away from the…
Are you a dew on the petals of my life?Showering your love over my beige skin, arousing every ounce of my soul,my organs dances with the daffodils, by feeling the…
Caught a glimpse of my favourite person I was on the bus and facing a traffic jam, As I know it will take time so I was looking out of…
The Eternal Rose Today, it has been a decadeBut the smell is still the same as the rose in my diary which I bought for you.I can still smell the…
You are important to me like a friendAs some Ghazal like Ash'ar is necessary Emotions that are buried somewhere in the chestThe pen also needs words every time Life becomes…