What are you chasing, fleeting desires,
That vanish within a glimpse of fulfillment,
Or these worldly niches,
That satisfy your shallow delights?

Who are you feeding,
A mind consumed by greed, lust and hunger,
Or an insatiable beast,
Always craving for more?

What's for the heavy heart,
That longs for an ounce of love;
And for the weary soul,
That yearns for a moment of peace?

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I wish my words could grow into flowers inside your heart
So that their fragrance could numb every pain of yours

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When eyes soak up the tears of pain, it's heart that carries them along.

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Let's descend into the imagination
And unravel the realm of fantasies
Where these heads are hollow
And the loudness fades away in the wilderness

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Iss raat ki khamoshi mai joh alfaaz qaid hogaye thhe
Unki aasmaanu mai ek kitaab banchuki hai

اس رات کی خاموشی میں جو الفظ قید ہوگئے تھے
اُنکی آسمانوں میں ایک کِتاب بن چکی ہے

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I remember when I was a kid my dad's beard used to prick me when I would sit on his lap and rest my head on his shoulder to get the peaceful sleep ever...In between all this I realised how we grew up so fast and how some memories were deeply inscribed inside us which stood there all the time....
And now whenever I go back home, my little cousin sis jumps on me and starts playing with my beard. Then I start pricking her while she starts hitting me with her cute little hands...And there I am, making another memory which she's going to miss when she grows up....

Either you become part of a memory or you're the one building it. In one, you want to live again while in other you want to create again....

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Light and darkness, you've them both inside you. You can be little kind, little generous, little humble, little loving. Also little selfish, little rude, little cynical, little evil. But only the characteristics you show the most actually define who you are...

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Watch where your words go, remember they only hit their ears but could tear their heart apart

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Your voice might be the music to my ears, but this silence, whose notes are played by the nature itself is the music to my soul...

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Chal pade the ye sooch kar ki manzil khoobsurat hogi

Abb bhatak gaye hai ki kahin aur jaane ki khabar nahi

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