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  • safazalreshi 5d

    #Tanka

    Oh Saf why is that
    The moon is pale in the night,
    The stars trembling far
    Like the love unaccepted,
    Of perilous poor scar.
    One is the idiome of beauty
    The other is a class tragedy
    ©safazalreshi

  • safazalreshi 5d

    He was a person with a part
    of my heart;
    He was my musing,
    my music and song,
    ©safazalreshi

  • safazalreshi 5d

    Escape

    It's an escape I look for;
    How come things went this;
    It's my own shadow that scares me
    A part of mine is no longer mine,
    It's abode of fear, you lost it here;
    But How come things went this,
    An escape is what I look for.
    ©safazalreshi

  • safazalreshi 5d

    Day and night

    When there is a new day, why to stay old me;
    If the night shadows the day and the day lights the night,
    If either the dark precedes day or the day precedes dark;
    Let it be either then the cycle is clear;
    the nature shows a bare wit in the day and night.
    The light is only when there is night;
    and the night is but an absence of light.

    Now let it circle round,like day and night,
    Playing my part I'll show how I can fight.
    ©safazalreshi

  • safazalreshi 5d

    Whatever happened during your journey doesn't always explains the cause
    The thing that counts and needed to be counted is the person you're at the end,
    The person you became facing everything that came.In the end excuses are not worth to have when it's the time to realise the things down the line.
    ©safazalreshi

  • safazalreshi 5d

    ........

    I remembered the year as a great test,
    A test that put in the greatest of trials,
    Expectations were high, the unmanaged thing
    And added to the part that partition more,
    I could perceive the end at the moment,
    The leaves fall and the grass went gray.
    How come you cry, in the end?
    Thy said be brave,this isn't an end,
    It was a year I carried it deeply, piercing me everyday,
    A knife that stabed had been removed today,
    Out in the midst of moon,a percival soul,
    Stood so poor,
    Lost in his musings,a cry came out
    Unspoken things, spoke the heart,
    Emotions upsurged, cuffled so far,
    Apprehensiveness dulled his mind in the cold breeze,
    Heart loosing it's warmth and the tears froze,

    A scar of a thousand stab,the poor is to bear,
    But he seems not worried by the scar, so ugly and dig.
    Compared to the nights of stabing pain, the pal of gloom that covered everyday, the dying of heart and the cold soul,
    Positivity that overpowers fear,
    The fears when arose covers the light.
    Down in the dark where no ladder takes,
    Blinded by fear, that grips him there
    A mirracle, he asks for only to name
    Lest let him cover the untold pain.
    ©safazalreshi

  • safazalreshi 1w

    Zahidsir

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    "IQBAL , TERA SHAHEEN THAKH GAYA"

  • safazalreshi 1w

    Iff, you too have a palpitating heart,
    dear pal;
    Then come and share the sacred scared part oh pal;
    The deeds of the perilous dusk, the crime of the new dawn,the murder of the beautiful pal, let's account for it pal.
    Let us not be haunted by it anymore, my dear pal.
    If you do have a palpitating heart, come and share it pal.
    ©safazalreshi

  • safazalreshi 1w

    You're unique

    Its our past that makes us unique,
    Its your scars that show you grew unique,
    The voids say you've rebuilt,
    It is your behaviour that glimpsed your past,
    You're unique and of course everyone is
    You've past and everyone had,
    You had the lost and every other may had,
    The way you got up, the zeal you came up with,the motivation of yours that persisted and the way you understood ,made you different.
    There is something in you that defines you unique, shapes you unique,
    Let yourself be you and demand the true you above who you are, Life is too short to live somebody else's life.
    ©safazalreshi

  • safazalreshi 1w

    #void =a new canvas to draw new.
    #samii

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    Void

    More connotative the term is,the void;
    It is that kinda thing you can not avoid;
    Getting tougher is the logo of life;
    But its the master that inscribes thine life;
    Adored by the mastery on a simple stone;
    Trodden, went to redefine his own,;
    It was a stone with possibilities as so are you;
    The void is an canvas so clear and unhindered,to rediscover you;
    Let it not break you as an illusionist,;
    Mould it to make you, like naturalistic,
    Pieces of you are lost recasted into new,
    It is the eternal plan, to make you among the few.
    ©safazalreshi