Lahori Jahannam mein is baat pe chittar khaa rhy hongy q ke woh hr 5 mint baad bolengy
"Jahannam v changi e pr lor lor ay"


The fiercest souls are not those untouched by love, but those who have known it, lost it, and yet still choose to carry its weight. Strength is not in pride or distance, but in the quiet surrender of the heart, in the choice to hold on even when the hands are empty. To love is not to possess, nor to demand, but to accept—whether in presence or in absence. The truest connections are not measured by time, but by the way they carve themselves into the essence of who we become. And perhaps, the deepest form of love is not being remembered, but being unchanged by forgetting.
سرداری نہ کیگی دا توري دا مستي نہ بغیر
او اللہ لیدے نہ شی حسن پرستی نہ بغیر
وہ اک روشنی تھی، جو چھو کر بھی بجھتی نہیں،
کہانی وہی تھی، مگر بات کچھ بھی نہیں۔
ہوا کے سفر میں، وہ خوشبو کی صورت رہی،
کہ قدموں کے نیچے تھی، لیکن کہیں بھی نہیں۔
وہ اک راز جیسی تھی، کھلتی تو آنکھوں میں تھی،
مگر ہاتھ آتی تو جیسے ہو دل کی زمیں۔
خودی میں وہ کامل، مگر تشنگی کا وجود،
کہ ہر جیت میں بھی، رہا کوئی ہاریں کہیں۔
وہ لمحہ جو ٹھہرا تو صدیوں کی صورت لگا،
مگر جب گزرنا ہوا، ایک پل بھی نہیں۔
وہ اک بوند جیسی تھی جلتے ہوئے ریگزار،
کہ بارش بھی آئی، مگر پیاس بجھتی نہیں۔
یہی کھیل تھا جس میں جیتا تھا میں بارہا،
مگر جب میں ہارا تو جینے کی خواہش نہیں۔
اریان بنگش 🌸
"He walks through life like a strategist in a game, seeing every move before it unfolds.
His heart holds storms, yet his face remains unreadable—a silent battlefield of emotions and ego.
He loves with memory, not just presence, for true affection is carved in time, not fleeting moments.
He does not seek revenge with fire but with distance, letting absence speak louder than anger.
In a world of illusions, he stands alone—knowing too much, trusting too little, yet feeling everything."
~ Aryaن_BaنGash 🍁



I had a dream that my flesh was melting and falling down, and there were wounds on my hands that were so big that I couldn't even close them with my fists. And I was vomiting blood from my mouth.
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what does that mean ?


oske chehre pr 4 till hein, jo bht Khubsurti SE placed hn, oske abroo pr, oske gaal pr, oske hont pr or oski thorhi pr.
she said that's like Orion's belt for you..but she never knew, her face was a clear sky for me.. having Orion's belt on her face 🦋💓

She hates touch..... Everyone knows that.
But when he hugged her for the very first time, instead of feeling uncomfortable, she experienced a wave of love and peace at that moment.
Like In his arms, she discovered a place where touch felt like home.
🌺😌
Last Wish __
When death arrives at my door
Asking what's my last wish
And i don't know what to say.
Should I say that I want to meet the person I loved the most..
Or should I say I want to tell my parents sorry for not being a good child..
Or should I say I want to meet my childhood friend and do silly things for the last time.
Or should I say I want wear that dress i always wanted to but my insecurities couldn't let me.
Or should I say I want my mom beside me my last breath
What should I say?


میری ڈائری میں لکھی تحریریں میں میرے مرنے کے بعد کوئی نہیں سمجھ سکے گا..کہ میں نے کوئی خاص تحریر کب اور کیوں لکھی تھی ؟
وہ تجربات ، مشاہدات ، اور ان تحریروں کے پیچھے کی کہانیاں میرے ساتھ ختم ہو جائیں گی۔۔کسی عام انسان کیلئے وہ ہمیشہ ہمیشہ کیلئے بس تحریریں بن کر رہ جائیں گی
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