[Flower~]

ﺁﺧﺮﯼ ﭼﻨﺪ ﺩﻥ ﺩﺳﻤﺒﺮ ﮐﮯ
ﮨﺮ ﺑﺮﺱ ﮨﯽ ﮔﺮﺍﮞ ﮔﺰﺭﺗﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ
ﺧﻮﺍﮨﺸﻮﮞ ﮐﮯ ﻧﮕﺎﺭ ﺧﺎﻧﮯ ﻣﯿﮟ
ﮐﯿﺴﮯ ﮐﯿﺴﮯ ﮔﻤﺎﮞ ﮔﺰﺭﺗﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ
ﺭﻓﺘﮕﺎﮞ ﮐﮯﺑﮑﮭﺮﺗﮯ ﺳﺎﻟﻮﮞ ﮐﯽ
ﺍﯾﮏ ﻣﺤﻔﻞ ﺳﯽ ﺩﻝ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺳﺠﺘﯽ ﮨﮯ
ﻓﻮﻥ ﮐﯽ ﮈﺍﺋﺮﯼ ﮐﮯ ﺻﻔﺤﻮﮞ ﺳﮯ
ﮐﺘﻨﮯ ﻧﻤﺒﺮ ﭘﮑﺎﺭﺗﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ ﻣﺠﮭﮯ
ﺟﻦ ﺳﮯ ﻣﺮﺑﻮﻁ ﺑﮯ ﻧﻮﺍ ﮔﮭﻨﭩﯽ
ﺍﺏ ﻓﻘﻂ ﻣﯿﺮﮮ ﺩﻝ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺑﺠﺘﯽ ﮨﮯ
ﮐﺲ ﻗﺪﺭ ﭘﯿﺎﺭﮮ ﭘﯿﺎﺭﮮ ﻧﺎﻣﻮﮞ ﭘﺮ
ﺭﯾﻨﮕﺘﯽ ﺑﺪﻧﻤﺎ ﻟﮑﯿﺮﯾﮟ ﺳﯽ
ﻣﯿﺮﯼ ﺁﻧﮑﮭﻮﮞ ﻣﯿﮟ ﭘﮭﯿﻞ ﺟﺎﺗﯽ ﮨﯿﮟ
ﺩﻭﺭﯾﺎﮞ ﺩﺍﺋﺮﮮ ﺑﻨﺎﺗﯽ ﮨﯿﮟ
ﺩﮬﯿﺎﻥ ﮐﯽ ﺳﯿﮍﮬﯿﻮﮞ ﻣﯿﮟ ﮐﯿﺎ ﮐﯿﺎ ﻋﮑﺲ
ﻣﺸﻌﻠﯿﮟ ﺩﺭﺩ ﮐﯽ ﺟﻼﺗﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ
ﺍﯾﺴﮯ ﮐﺎﻏﺬ ﭘﮧ ﭘﮭﯿﻞ ﺟﺎﺗﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ
ﺣﺎﺩﺛﮯ ﮐﮯ ﻣﻘﺎﻡ ﭘﺮ ﺟﯿﺴﮯ
ﺧﻮﻥ ﮐﮯ ﺳﻮﮐﮭﮯ ﻧﺸﺎﻧﻮﮞ ﭘﺮ
ﭼﺎﮎ ﮐﯽ ﻻﺋﻨﯿﮟ ﻟﮕﺎﺗﮯ ﮨﯿﮟ
ﮨﺮ ﺩﺳﻤﺒﺮ ﮐﮯ ﺁﺧﺮﯼ ﺩﻥ ﻣﯿﮟ
ﮨﺮ ﺑﺮﺱ ﮐﯽ ﻃﺮﺡ ﺍﺏ ﺑﮭﯽ
ﮈﺍﺋﺮﯼ ﺍﯾﮏ ﺳﻮﺍﻝ ﮐﺮﺗﯽ ﮨﮯ
ﮐﯿﺎ ﺧﺒﺮ ﺍﺱ ﺑﺮﺱ ﮐﮯ ﺁﺧﺮ ﺗﮏ
ﻣﯿﺮﮮ ﺍﻥ ﺑﮯ ﭼﺮﺍﻍ ﺻﻔﺤﻮﮞ ﺳﮯ
ﮐﺘﻨﮯ ﮨﯽ ﻧﺎﻡ ﮐﭧ ﮔﺌﮯ ﮨﻮﻧﮕﮯ
ﮐﺘﻨﮯ ﻧﻤﺒﺮ ﺑﮑﮭﺮ ﮐﮯ ﺭﺳﺘﻮﮞ ﻣﯿﮟ
ﮔﺮﺩ ﻣﺎﺿﯽ ﺳﮯ ﺍﭦ ﮔﺌﮯ ﮨﻮﻧﮕﮯ
ﺧﺎﮎ ﮐﯽ ﮈﮬﯿﺮﯾﻮﮞ ﮐﮯ ﺩﺍﻣﻦ ﻣﯿﮟ
ﮐﺘﻨﮯ ﻃﻮﻓﺎﻥ ﺳﻤﭧ ﮔﺌﮯ ﮨﻮﻧﮕﮯ
ﮨﺮﺩﺳﻤﺒﺮ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺳﻮﭼﺘﺎ ﮨﻮﮞ ﻣﯿﮟ
ﺍﯾﮏ ﺩﻥ ﺍﺱ ﻃﺮﺡ ﺑﮭﯽ ﮨﻮﻧﺎ ﮨﮯ
ﺭﻧﮓ ﮐﻮ ﺭﻭﺷﻨﯽ ﻣﯿﮟ ﮐﮭﻮﻧﺎ ﮨﮯ
ﺍﭘﻨﮯ ﺍﭘﻨﮯ ﮔﮭﺮﻭﮞ ﻣﯿﮟ ﺭﮐﮭﯽ ﮨﻮﺋﯽ
ﮈﺍﺋﺮﯼ ،ﺩﻭﺳﺖ ﺩﯾﮑﮭﺘﮯ ﮨﻮﻧﮕﮯ
ﺍﻥ ﮐﯽ ﺁﻧﮑﮭﻮﮞ ﮐﮯ ﺧﺎﮐﺪﺍﻧﻮﮞ ﻣﯿﮟ
ﺍﯾﮏ ﺻﺤﺮﺍ ﺳﺎ ﭘﮭﯿﻠﺘﺎ ﮨﻮﮔﺎ
ﺍﻭﺭ ﮐﭽﮫ ﺑﮯ ﻧﺸﺎﮞ ﺻﻔﺤﻮﮞ ﺳﮯ
ﻧﺎﻡ ﻣﯿﺮﺍ ﺑﮭﯽ
ﮐﭧ ﮔﯿﺎ ﮨﻮﮔﺎ
( ﺍﻣﺠﺪ ﺍﺳﻼﻡ ﺍﻣﺠﺪ

 

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~“She said, Never forget me
as if the coast
could forget the ocean
or the lung
could forget the breath
or the earth
could forget the sun,”~

[Rania]

Buhatttt umda
Betreen sharing

 

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[Polar Bear]

ﺍﯾﮏ ﺩﻥ ﺍﺱ ﻃﺮﺡ ﺑﮭﯽ ﮨﻮﻧﺎ ﮨﮯ
ﺭﻧﮓ ﮐﻮ ﺭﻭﺷﻨﯽ ﻣﯿﮟ ﮐﮭﻮﻧﺎ ﮨﮯ

Very nice.

 

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Be the change you wish to see in the world

[Asher]

Bhout Alla december ki poetry

 

[Flower~]

thnx all

 

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~“She said, Never forget me
as if the coast
could forget the ocean
or the lung
could forget the breath
or the earth
could forget the sun,”~