صرف بہار میں کھلے پھول ہی نہیں
خزاں بھی کتنا پرکشش ہے, تم عرض ا پاک کے چناروں سے پوچھو۔۔

برف کی سفید چادر سے تلپ کے کھلنے تک کتنی طویل جدوجہد ہے, تم وادی کی حسین بہاروں سے پوچھو۔۔

یہاں ہر شے کتنی شفاف اور ہر شخص کتنا منفرد ہے,تم وولر کی گہرای اور مانسبل کے کناروں سے پوچھو۔۔

خون کی بہتی ندیاں ہر روز کتنے راز چھپا لیتی ہیں, تم فرصت میں کسی شب ڈل جھیل کے نظاروں سے پوچھو..

زون ک ہر لفظ کی گہرای,محبت اور اذیت کی انتہا, تم گرجن کی جھیلوں، پیرپنجال اور ہمالیہ کے کوہساروں سے پوچھو۔۔

میرے وطن ک ہر زررے کی استقامت یا پھر لال دید کی تحمل کی داستانیں, تم زعفران کے کاشتکاروں سے پوچھو۔۔

پرامن جنّت کو جہنم بنانے کی جنگ مٹی کی نہیں پانی کی ہے ,تم جہلم چناب یا پھر وادی کے سب آبشارو سے پوچھو ۔۔

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To the people who often talk of women safety and human right,
If you disregard these facts then you are merely a playwright.

maybe you haven't witnessed their strive for freedom's intoxicating scent,
Listen,For years; they are enduring oppression with groan and lament.
Mubina along with her pregnant aunt were raped without any shame
On 18 may 1990,her wedding turned into carnage and her dreams on flame.
Aren't you familiar of the atrocities of uniformed terrorists on poor
The uncountable killings, tortures and mass rapes that they endure.

Don't the agony of 1991 kunan poshpora's rape victims shake your existence?
Alas! They still didn't got justice; And isn't it enough to show resistance?
Hello! The injustice with asiya and nelofar might let you realise
The inexpressible brutalities that brings tears to their eyes.

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The spirit of Love

When we love someone, is it necessary to be loved back?
Ahh!! No, love is an emotion, a feeling that we felt in our soul.
So, Can we compel someone to love us? No!
It's a matter of destiny to get back what we desired for
Love is in the morning breeze, the sunrise, the sunset, the stars, the moon where you are free to love him.
And If we genuinely love someone, isn't it enough that he may not be with you, but he is around you, happily living his life.

So Love him in silence, love him when the first drop of rain arrives, happily embrace the pain which the love rewarded you.
When you miss him, cry in the dark but
don't suffocate the person you love because you may not be lucky enough to hold him forever.
So let him live his life.

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Sirf Bahaar me khile phool he nahe
khizaaan bhi kinna purkashash hai, tum arz e pak k chanaaru se poocho

Baraf ki safaed chadar se tulip k khilne tak-
Kitni taweel jadojehad hai, tum vaadi ki haseen bahaaru se poocho.

Yahan her sheh kinni shafaaf oor har shaks kitna munfarad hai,tum wular ki ghehrai oor mansbal k kinaaru se poocho.

Khoon ki behti nadiyaan kinne raaz chupa leti hain, tum fursat me ksi shab dal jheel k nazaaru se poocho..

Zoon k har lafaz ki gehrai,Muhaabat oor aaziyat ki intaha, tum pirpanjal oor hamalya k kohsaaru se poocho

Mere watan k har zarre ki istaqamat ya phir lal ded ki tahamul ki dastaanain, tum zaafraan k kashtkaru se poocho.

Puraman jannat ko jahanam banane ki jang mitti ki nahe pani ki hai ,tum virgin ki jheelu, jhehlum chenab ya vaadi k sb aabsharu se poocho ...

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No matter how much I try to believe that love happens only once but can't,
Coz Neither it happened at ist sight nor it's ist love but i undoubtedly love u.
I am not sure whether my imaginations will ever turn into reality,
But Oh my heartbeat! if you ever try to escape I won't forgive you.
Listen ;If my heena don't turn red, I will not spare me,
As Color of heena revealed how much your lover love you

You know!With the kiss of morning breeze , your presence Thrill me
My land, even if u continue to bring dreadful nights Zuha will still love you.

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𝗢𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗜 𝘀𝗮𝘄 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘆 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗸,
𝗛𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗲𝗮 𝗺𝘂𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗸.

𝗢𝗻𝗲𝗱𝗮𝘆, 𝗨𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘂𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲,
𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗦𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗹𝘆, 𝘀𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘀𝗽𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝘃𝗲.

𝗦𝗵𝗲 , 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗿𝘂𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀; 𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲
𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝗽𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲.

𝗦𝘂𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗲,
𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘄𝗼𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗿𝘆, 𝗔𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗽𝗶𝗱𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗴𝗶𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗲

𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆,
𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗮 𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗹𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗱𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆.

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The hills, the lakes, and the meadows,
The dawn, the dusk and the shadows.

Autumn to extreme winters -all in Cage
Open prison and Communication blockage

Horrible nights and those Illicit detention
Emotional tortures that i can't mention

I can't delineate the pain of Snatching dignity.
uniformed terrorists reflected their Malignity.

The world witnessed "Kashmir siezed"
Voice suppressed and freedom ceased

tormented every new second but we don't bile
Kashmir intransigence with an exhausted smile

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To eternize a relation without any avarice as you do is itself an art,
So let me flaunt this fact, Your name also engraved in my heart.
On ur birthday I wish you hike in success, happiness, and good health,
Upswing your level of eeman , Confidence as it's an eternal wealth.

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𝗣𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗰-𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗺𝗮𝘆 𝗰𝗿𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵. 𝗣𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗸𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗹 𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 , 𝘁𝗼 𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗳𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝗰𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲.

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I can't elucidate the beauty of pir_panjal,
I just fall for the sunrise, the dusk and the dawn.
The spirited outlook of this green claok,
And then i engulf these moments from my lawn.

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