Zindagi mein bahot kam mili haii wo cheez Wo cheez jise shiddat se chaaha bepanaah Shikwa na koii gila rakhte hain aye chaman Tu ghulab apni jagah_Uski khushboo apni jagah Suna haii bin barsaat ke rutha sa tha_Dil ka ye aasmaan Toot kar chubhta raha_Mujhe woh khwaab be'wajah Meri muqaddas numaaya zindagi thi maanind e... Continue Reading →
#1. laboN pe zikr mere ho
Kaash kabhi aesi bhii _ Koii Tasbeeh meri ho Labon pe zikr mere ho _ Aur Ungliyaan teri ho
Strangely Friends Friendly Strangers @Photext 19
Number 19 Quote: "Forever is just never happening." _Saiz
Story of a Poet: #39. What if I die tomorrow?
What if I die tomorrow? Would I get a day in borrow? Should I be grateful for this unending sorrow? For not letting my emptiness turn hollow.
Strangely Friends Friendly Strangers @Photext 17
I try my best to relate my repertoire to Islam. I try even harder not to write about any kind of Haraam(i.e. forbidden). So, it needs a lot of care to transform an act of Haraam into purity of Islam. Telephonic conversations can be nascent into being engaged, but for a vivacious marriage. Let's have... Continue Reading →
Strangely Friends Friendly Strangers @Photext 16
The number 16 now. I don't know. I really don't know why I brought this up though I ended it on a streak of fifteen. Ya, fifteen; and that too some two months back. But, its all fine. A fellow blogger once desired to see them again. Though her desire wasn't as strong as my... Continue Reading →
Opposite of Two- A Lonely Me & A Lonely You: #Post •3•
Sometimes I feel like quitting. Quitting everything in this life. Or quitting this life to be precise. But, then I stop in there. Why? Because this life does not belong to me even. Post 3_ Saying: I can live with your dislike; But, never with your hatred. In case if you missed my previous numbers.... Continue Reading →
Story of a Poet: #35. I am sorry I had no other way; but, die.
Its been some two months since I last posted a poem. I had written lots of those, but just couldn't get it done. Things have started to slip out of this fifty ounces palm in a haste. Life is so quick. Another brick has fallen from the wall of life. Another year has been deducted.... Continue Reading →
