किस को ख़बर थी साँवले बादल बिन बरसे उड़ जाते हैं
सावन आया लेकिन अपनी क़िस्मत में बरसात नहीं
—©Ashmeera Saba-
😭 Your absence has gone through me like thread throu a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color... 😣😣😥😥😥😥😫😫😫😫😫
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You are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing...
cumming I carry your heart with me...
I love you without knowing how, or when...
Love is…an ever-fixed mark, that looks on tempests is never shaken. __©Ashmeera Saba-
There is no first, or last in Forever – It is Centre, the all the time.
—Emily Dickinson, “Untitled”
Selection: —©Ashmeera Saba-
I Love My India
We differ l
But the difference makes us grow and prosper
We are blessed with a democracy vibrant ,culture mosaic, thoughts cosmopolitan
Tolerance is our virtue, sacrifice our strength
We live for our nation, die too !
Don't play with our patience and emotions...
—©Ashmeera Saba-
Smile showers sanctity in sublime serenity.
Happy Sunday ☀️
—©Ashmeera Saba ❤️-
You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known — and even much more than that...
Come back please 😩
My love ❤️ you only 😎😎😍😍
I can't handle it anymore...😫
Just come. Come.. Comeee....
—©Ashmeera Saba-
Tell her how much you love her
Tell her you still think of her
Love her as she do to you.
—©Ashmeera Saba-
