Mirakee
It's not easy to build up a dream
And it's not easy to give up afterwards.
©ovais43
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ovais43
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I have trust issues
I can assure others about myself, but I can't rely upon others words.
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ovais43
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Just do me a favor
Remember me as a son of this entire earth not a citizen of any particular country. It would be a disgrace to humanity and literature.
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ovais43
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Six pack abs ain't gonna worthy if thy heart is empty from love and mind got no sense of sanity.
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Truth is my new sexy look,
The whole world won't be able to see
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ovais43
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Tum sada, hum sada yahan nahi rahein gy
Is liye jan pyarey aaj tum sey yehi kahein gy
Na dil kisi sey lagana behtr na torna hi kisi ka
Kheyalon ki khumar may ab nahi bahein gy
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Tum sada, hum sada yahan nahi rahein gy
Is liye jan pyarey aaj tum sey yehi kahein gy
Garam aaaaandeyyyyyy
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ovais43
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I believe, I will take all my scars, good and bad deeds along with y'all finest love and praises in my grave.
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Hola Sister!
@sadaffkhan To be honest, I can't find suitable words to express my feelings. No, I ain't....
Yayyyyyyy you're here. Hope you're safe and sound.
Regards
A brother.They would not be able to know my feelings
Not even you are fully aware of the healings
How can I express my joy and my happiness;
That my loveliest writer sister is finally arrived
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ovais43
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Har wo shakhs hi sir charha, jis ko jitna waqt dia
Dosti may dekha jo ye haal, hum nay pyar na kia
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You filled her eyes with lies,
and now she's drowning them out through her pen. -
jewelskhan75
1h
Kabhi apni sard se tu jala mujhe
Fir apne hatho ki tapish se pighla mujhe.
Kabhi apni muskan pe tu saja mujhe
Kabhi apne aansuon me tu baha mujhe.
Kabhi apni sada se tu behla mujhe
Kabhi apne lafzo se tu khila mujhe.
Koi jaam aisa pila mujhe
Ke rind ki manind chala mujhe.
Kabhi apne ashkon se tu rula mujhe
Kabhi apni neend me tu sula mujhe.
Kabhi ajnabi bula mujhe
Kabhi aashna bula mujhe.
Kabhi door se hi tarsa mujhe
Kabhi paas bitha kar samjha mujhe.
Kabhi apne saavan me tu barsa mujhe
Kabhi apni aatish se tu bujha mujhe.
Teri dooriyo se hai gila mujhe
Kabhi apne aap se to mila mujhe.
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جب ذکر بےوفاٶں کا آتا ہے
مجھ سے وہ نگاہیں چراتا ہے
©shazia_muzamil -
ckfilvan
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Read More@the_story_weed @soulfulstirrings @virtually_real @writersnetwork
#love #julietscorner #yaminireads #writersnetwork #writerstolli #mirakee
"I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine."
Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
I am glad that I have a paperback of her book.
I am unwell, a bit under the weather, I might not be able to response you or read your work no matter how much I hate to miss reading your wonderful works.
Thanks. With love from me.Estranged
Beneath the silver of stars
I stand to wish
A shooting star so far;
A star rushes to its lover,
But I miss the chance
As my head exhorts my heart
Not to wish for you any longer.
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TRANQUIL
The resonating sounds
of the wind chime tinkling
and of rustling leaves
along with the cool breeze
all my negative thoughts cease
I sit in peace.
© sproutedseeds
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When there is always a higher stage than present than keep on climbing instead of comparison.
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sushmajha
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Read MoreGlitters sprawling on the sky
Glitters invading my eyes
Eyes hold the tears of departure
Eyes capture the cynic obstacles
Obstacles clutched my shoulder
Obstacles welcomed the suffering
Suffering persuaded the mark
Suffering knocked me down
Down on memory lane
Down where my spirituality stay(s)
Stay was a long lost word
Stay I screamed, but I lost my vocal
Vocal stutters in grief
Vocal lost its frequency
Frequency of love disappeared
Frequency didn't match
Match of cards
Match was discoloured by vapours
Vapours cataract my eyes
Vapours never condensed on plates
Plates that we share
Plates where I wrote the dirge
Dirge was fusion of lost and found
Dirge sound melodious with grief
Grief suffocated my throat
Grief paralyzed my inner soul
Soul was sobbing in the corner
Soul saw things getting vanish
Vanish was the pages
Vanish was the pen
Pen was lost by the owner
Pen can't write our barbaric story
Story where we died
Story that screamed not to repeat the history
History was on the last pages
History was what when you draw patterns
Patterns crumbled into pieces
Patterns were unrecognised by the artist
Artist was you who masked himself
Artist was the backstabber of my diary
Diary had long notes
Diary knew your true faces
Faces were not pure
Face puked words of hate
Hate was the banquet you gifted
Hate was what stamped in my heart with pain
Pain was pleasure for heart
Pain started consoling the battle we fought
Fought
Heart
#blitz_wt #writerstolliGlitters of pain
Glitters sprawling on the sky
Glitters invading my eyes
Eyes hold the tears of departure
Eyes capture the cynic obstacles
Obstacles clutched my shoulder
Obstacles welcomed the suffering
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iam_rose
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@writersnetwork
@mirakee
True love is bliss
And those who own it
Are the richest
For it is the only garb
Souls love to be draped in...
©iam_roseLove me the way I love thee
I'll gyre in bliss like electron free..
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Dear Moon
It's a childhood affair
between me and you
I look at you
having no sense, no clue
I haven't seen you in days
you haven't seen me too
even the black sky
makes me feel blue
and I am certain of the fact
that I miss you
maybe a little more
than you do
©Khadija Chughtai
