I tried to redesign my soul with perfumes,
but I failed.
I tried to redesign my soul with delicacy,
but I failed.,
I tried to redesign my soul with a dance,
but I failed.
Frustrated I went to a garden of smiles,
there I saw a butterfly kissing a flower,
I came back, hugged and kissed my sweetheart.
My job was so easy I never thought!
Similar Posts
The clouds noted with regret,
‘Here I can be emptybut I can’t see you empty.I feel your strainsfor you I have rains,don’t be afraid of my lightningmy thundersit’s all for others.My downpours are shyLook a the skyno moon no starsit’s a compete darka lonely earth,you and me,just ignite a sparkand see my son your silvery sandthe flood of lovewill make…
It’s not you alone,
we both have been lost,in a desert of time,how the differences were created,how the distances increased,neither you know it,nor I know it,we have been walking,we have been talking,with a hand in hand,on the endless sand,too hot in noon,but pleasant in moon,why came that oasis,where a fork was there,you wanted to go on a way,that leads…
Ay Khuda hum sun rahe hayn
jinhein dhoke senamaloom muqamat per pahuncha diya geyajinsi lazzat hasil karne ke liye,jabria mushaqqat ke liye,jism ke aaza hasil kane ke liye,humare dil udas hayn,auor humari roohein naraz hayn,unke waqar auor unke huqooq konazar andaz kiya geya,dhamkion se,jhoot se,auor jabr se.Hum ghulami ke in jadeedauor bure taur tariqon perro rahe haynauor dua karte haynke koi…
Killings of women and innocent children,
I am surprised why silent is heaven?Is there a treaty or a secret pact?Is Satan now so much powerful?And Nemesis is tired and deeply sleeping,Dejected, unconcerned, no more wonderful,On crying of women and children’s weeping.But I don’t think so, because I know,She will rise at last with death and destruction,Satanic forces will face her blow,For…
When we miss someone,
brothers and sisters,children or grandchildren,or anyone else,a vacuum is created within us,On special occasions,may be a happy one,or sad one,this vacuum becomes a source of suffocation,this vacuum is turned in darkness of eclipse,and the tears when come down on the cheekslike frightened birds who come down on the trees.Trees with flowers and fruits and green…
Weak is my eyesight to watch
Deficient are my arms to hugShaky is my tongue to talk,Bulky are my hips to jumpSlow are the systems to digestSugar I avoid being a diabeticBut never put my lips on a test,Even a little sugar can do thatWhat I cannot do usuallyFeel sugar more than anyoneYour lips are sweet abnormally!