اپنی بے کار تمناؤں پہ شرمندہ ہوں
Should we let it consume us or should we struggle?
Hanging by a thread of hope, a thread so sharp that keeps digging into my skin.
The darkness that won't give up.
Don't expect a good thing twice.
I'm holding onto a little bit of sanity I'm left with, with a little hope of being saved, knowing too well it's pointless, because there is no thing as saviour.
So I became what I hated, changed into what I couldn't change and made myself into what I thought was worst.
Some people find love so pure, so beautiful that it becomes their second home but some can't even find a home in their own home. Alas.
After all I have done and all I could become.
Weltschmerz
I'll turn you all into poetry.
Kept suppressing emotions to point that they turned into a memory loss. Now, there are no memories but still a constant void which keeps reminding me that I've lost something precious but I don't know what I've lost.
اوروں کا ہاتھ تھامو انہیں راستہ دکھاؤ
میں بھول جاؤں اپنا ہی گھر تم کو اس سے کیا
رائیگاں سے کہیں بڑھ کر ہے رنجِ بے بسی
The feeling of emptiness which comes after losing something precious, as precious as connection, when you want to go back to the The One and Only but it feels like he won't be accepting your devotion, the truth is you no longer have devotion in you, your empty prayers are no more, your being such filth that it makes you feel like the Forgiver of Forgivers won't forgive you, won't want you, won't allow you to stand in front him to bow.
https://www.instagram.com/reel/DLGueu5yIGa/?igsh=c3lkc2loMmNibnA=
relatable but I can flirt too.
Urdu se ho kiyun itna bezaar
English se itna kiyun pyaar
Choro bhi yeh ratta yaar
Twinkle twinkle little star
Look baby mujhey lagta hei k jo bhi tune kiya hei woh very very right hei
Bhootkal ko Bhool ja ab tu aany wala future very very bright hei.
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