Ayesha  
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😊 I am not a professional writer in any way
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Joined 28 February 2020


😊 I am not a professional writer in any way
💖 I love writing about a myriad topics
Joined 28 February 2020
1 OCT AT 20:11

Aarzi maamle men lamba intezaar nahi hota
Satahi khichaav men qadr ka ehsaas nahi hota
Mayassar hote tou rab ka shumaar nahi hota

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25 SEP AT 20:19

Mere khwaab teri aankhon men saje hain
Inhe nazar lagne ke imkaan hain
Main inki hifaazat karun kaise ?
Titliyon ke tarah beshumaar hain

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25 SEP AT 20:07

hypocrisy.

Yet we fear to wear our heart on our sleeve.

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25 SEP AT 19:57

Tanhaai ke aagosh men tujhe chupa leti hun
Ujaale men meri aankhon se chalak uthta hai
Raat ko tere khwaab jhagjhorte hain
Din men teri yaadon ka hujoom hota hai

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25 SEP AT 19:45

Chale hain khushiyon ki taraf tou zakhmi hue hain
Bediyon se nijaat paai tou sabke dushman hue hain

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25 SEP AT 19:33

you because I lack the
courage to confess
my love. My dreams
are many but supporters
few. So I pen down
my heartfelt emotions
in black & white.
I admire myself at the
clarity it provides.
This inaudible voice
is the grace which
lets me breathe.

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23 SEP AT 20:11

smiling at your memories
one day after our last goodbye.
It's then that I realized
I had healed. Once enriched
by your presence in my life.
Now carrying the same legacy
forward. Uncomplainingly
grateful to my Lord
that I met you.
One in a billion.

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23 SEP AT 19:45

hushed tones of rebirth.
The raging hues of the
bygone wane & a mellowed
softness sets in. Change is
the golden theme Nature
organically roots for.
The familiar transitions
into the unknown weaving
mystery, anticipation &
excitement in life.
All in one go.

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22 SEP AT 17:00

and illumined the
dark in me. Pieces
of me which I hid in
the recesses of my
heart. After I stopped
resisting you, healing
embraced me & all that
was detrimental to a
mortal. A mortal so
fragile yet resilient that
refrained from bowing
down to defeat.

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20 SEP AT 20:18

Finest roses bloom in the garden,
Yet prickles mesmerize me.
My heart bleeds for the stabber.
Oh ! How I am deceived.

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