Maasomiyat
Tark-e-Muhabbat Ka Izhaar Ker K
Tamam Donia K Ranj-o-Aalam
Meri Jhooli Main Daal K
Bohat Piyar Say……
Sawal Kia Gaya …
MERE DOST
Yeh Tumharai Aankhon Ko Kia Huwa…?
Tark-e-Muhabbat Ka Izhaar Ker K
Tamam Donia K Ranj-o-Aalam
Meri Jhooli Main Daal K
Bohat Piyar Say……
Sawal Kia Gaya …
MERE DOST
Yeh Tumharai Aankhon Ko Kia Huwa…?
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Shamur
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3:27 PM
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Labels: Poetry
Posted by
Shamur
at
3:41 PM
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Labels: Lyrics
Iss raat main jagti aankhoon ko zara ghooor se daikhoo..
Agar aankhaain so gayen tou khwab jag jayen gay
Khuwab tou azaab hain na
Khwaboon ke azaaboon ka daar hee mughe soonay nahe daita
Agar dono !
Khwab or aankhain jag gayen tou,
Azaab kon jheelay gaa?
Aankhaain ya main ?
Issi liye main soo jata hunn
Orr aankhain jagti rehti hain….
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Shamur
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12:47 PM
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Labels: Poetry
Posted by
Shamur
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12:40 PM
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Labels: Poetry
Do you sleep now days?
Yeah! I can sleep these days.
Do you dream?
Dream! No, I go to bed when dawn is an hour away. So, I don’t dream.
Try to sleep early.
Sleep; I am not here to sleep, I will sleep forever, when I go six feet under the earth and soil will be my blanket.
Sleep come!!
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Shamur
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12:08 PM
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Labels: Dialogues
Words may define us and our feelings but usually they are a barrier, a hurdle, a thwarting force which prevents us from making a contact with others, even with our own self. So we are confined by them, within an unseen boundry.
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Shamur
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11:50 AM
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Labels: Dialogues