Since Light Travels Faster Than Sound
People May Appear Bright Until You Hear Them Speak
زہ کلہ د الفت د میکدو لیونے نہ وم
زه کله د خایست د رنگینو لیونے نہ وم
زہ کلہ د الفت د عظمتونو نہ منکر وم
زہ کلہ د خایست د کمالونو نہ منکر وم
ما کلہ پہ زخمونو کی سپرلی نہ دی ستایلی
ما کلہ پرہرونہ پہ ازغو نہ دی گنڈلی
کون رکھے گا یاد ہمیں اس دور خودغرضی میں
...حالات ایسے ہیں لوگوں کو خدا یاد نہیں
They'll Kill You!
Then I'll Die Fighting...
Oh! And That Sounds Heroic To You Doesn't It? To Die Fighting.
Tell Me, Have You Ever Killed A Man?
No.
Ever Seen A Man Die In Combat?
No.
I've Killed Men, And I've Heard Them Dying, I've Watched Them Dying.
And There's Nothing Glorious About It. Nothing Poetic.
You Say You Want Yo Die For Love, But You Know Nothing About Dying And You Know Nothing About Love.
میں اٹھ گیا جائے نماز سے کچھ مانگے بغیر مجھے لگا یہ آنسو ہیں دعا سے بہترین ۔
دکھوں میں بھول گیا ڈنگ دعا کا میں
خدا کو ہی دینے لگا واسطہ خُدا کا میں ۔
Thousand Years Ago, There Were People Who Stayed By The Campfire And There Were People Who Wandered.... I'm Sure I'm A Direct Descendant Of The Wandering Type, It's Just Who I Am...
"Just Because I Carry It So Well, It Doesn't Mean That It's Not Heavy"
My Wildflower 🖤
"If The Fruit You Eat Was Meant For You The Day It Was Planted, What Makes You Think That What's Meant For You Won't Find You? "
So, Beloved Bless Me By Being My Cherished Guest, Sometimes 🌻
But I've Heard That There Are People In This World Who'll Take And Take Until There's Nothing Left Of You 🖤
"I Don't Want My Wounds To Heal"
“Stormlight”
The sky was grey with weeping eyes,
The waves roared loud with broken cries,
The stars had drowned, the moon was lost,
The ship of dreams paid heavy cost.
Each gust of wind, a whispered doubt,
Each crack of thunder, pain let out.
The sea was wild, the night was deep,
No soul on deck could dare to sleep.
What if love isn’t what we think it is—what if it’s not just emotion, but a ripple from some higher dimension, brushing against our souls? Could it be a memory from before we were born, or a secret the universe keeps whispering in silence? Why does it feel both like home and like falling into the unknown? Is it possible we’re only ever touching the shadow of something far greater, something that doesn’t belong to this world at all? And if love isn’t of this earth… then what are we really feeling when we say we’ve found it?
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