Kabhi khane mein namak kam hota hai
Kabhi rotiyaan perfect nahi banti..
Kabhi tumhe meri shakal acchi nahi lagti
To kabhi acchanak gussa aa jata hai
Kabhi to main bhut pyari lagti hun
Kabhi to main bilkul bhi bardasht nahi ho pati tumse..
Bolo Aisa kya karun jo sab thik ho jaye?
Bolo Aisa kya karun jo sab thik ho jaye?
Main Sikh Rahi thi khane me kitna namak dena hota hai..
Main ne rotiyaan bhi bnana sikh liya?
Phir bhi tumne mujhse q muhh pher liya?
Itna asaan hota hai kisi ko dhoka Dena.
Kise andhe vishwas pe
Mauqee ka faida uthna..

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When you no longer live in your home
Your isolation becomes your home..

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Living in survival mode
is breathing with broken lungs
and walking with bleeding silence.

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Red eyes drowning in pain
like clouds that bleed their tears
forever drifting
endless as the ocean’s sorrow.

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Life hits different
When you are an orphan
When you are a widow
When you are a disabled person
When you are a single parent
When you are in your old age..

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Fi sabīlillāh is the road where the self is tested!
your wealth, your comfort, your pride
And the thing which is precious to you
It is the restless longing to give,
to serve, to rise for truth...
yet storms break, people betray,
and your strength shatters
Still the journey calls you
to pour your heart into every step
knowing the effort itself is worship...

Then tawakkul enters
like the hidden hand of the Beloved
teaching your steps are yours,
but the arrival is only by His mercy..
To strive without trust is a bird with one wing...
to trust without knowing the path or every step of the journey..
Together they weave hope
move with all your heart 💜
then let go with all your soul
for the path is yours
but the destination belongs only to Allah.

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Your love fulfills my eternal soul
Without your love I’m just a futile soul...
In your togetherness
I find my home
In your care
my heart learns to bloom!
Kindness in your touch
heals every wound
A love so pure
Where peace is found
With you
even silence becomes sweet
And every heartbeat 💖
feels complete.

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Your smile
Makes a happy ache
In my heart..
Like sunshine hiding
Inside the rain
A gentle flame
That never burns
Only warms the silence
Of my soul...

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I see trees of green Red roses too I see them bloom For me and you And I think to myself What a wonderful world
I see skies of blue And clouds of white The bright blessed day The dark sacred night And I think to myself What a wonderful world...

_Louis Armstrong

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Sometimes our desires
bleed like a red moon
dripping across a torn sky
The red sky screams in silence
the darkness swallows its cry
yet shadows carry the echo
of something not yet dead
In the heart of that blackness
a trembling flame survives
whispering through
the wounds of night
that even broken dreams
can rise again.

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