In the world full of atrocities,
Can I be the fathom of hope?
Where the world plunges into the throes and
I stand by holding the light.

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In silence,the echoes of blues bang my head
Muffling the inner turmoil.
A whispered truth,knocks my ears
Rendering me anxious and naive.
The stars above drape the veil,
Embracing the gloomy pain
The ocean of sea turns standstill,
Reflecting the dreams,yet to be chase!

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The voices you carry have wings,
guiding you to seek magic within.
While the wings will make you fly high,
tracing the silhouettes of your destined sky!

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She's as merry as a rose, where the melody bows
She's as subtle as a breeze, making the time freeze
She's as joyous as a treat, making everyone beat
She's as polite as a princess, while being a mistress
She's as sour as a punk, where everyone gets a chunk
She's the girl full of fun, while listening to none
Sehar is her name, radiating her aura and fame.

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Perplexed are my thoughts
when the zephyr of moon
acquaints the night sky.
The chant of thee
conquers my mind,
while being a "selenophile".

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From longing to letting go
Life is a paradox that goes with flow..

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کیا کرتی اُن تلخ راتوں کا جن میں نہ تھے تم شامل
اب جو سامنے ہو میرے تم, کیوں ہو رہا ہے دشوار یہ جینا -

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Wandering in the amidst of sky
Embossming it's dark silhouette
Engulfed by the tyranny of war
Abandoned by the filthy cosmos
/Was I not the soul to be fed
Was I not the life to be survived/;
The Child in grief cried.

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And when I tried to find you in the white haze of cold winters, your glimpse was reflected from the sharp icicles that my tears formed while beholding you from afar.

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کیا لکھوں میں اس فراق میں ہے رنج کا عالم
دل ڈوب نہ جائے وحشت میں, ہو نہ قلم سے رہائی

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