For once, I want to be someone's poetry, not the poet. Instead of being the artist, wish were someone's art to be loved and admired Empaths also feel tired of showering love and kindness on others, when they never receive the same in return
"qamar mein ni kehnda pr wqt oye zaroor aesi tere jabar da tutsi gharoor ek din aj oye palkan te tenu bithan waley rafta rafta tur jan ge o dor ek din na ae shan te na ee guman resi osen wqt de hathun majboor ek din" was listening some Pothwari shers ... or yeh lines hmri army ki ajkl ki situation pe fit bethte nazar arhe
Social Media pe guzishta dinon ke waqiat ke bare mein logo ki Posts or Comments dekh ke andaza horha hai ke hamari Awam ke sth begunnah mare jane se bhi Bara Zulm inko jahil rkhna or Parties mein divide krna hua hai ... like some People from other Parties are celebrating the killing of their own nation's people. Na Inko smjh arhi ke yeh srf us ek party ke sth ni In sbke Haq pe daka hai or inhe ghulam bnaya jarha hai... or Ek Tabqa jo Deen ko Takht pe lana chahta hai Apni Ikhlaqiat Unki Zero hai ... Or Ghalat ko Hath se zuban se Rookne ya dill se bura janne wli Hadees to Wo Bhool hi chuke hain... Is Ghulami se Nijat tb tk ni mil skti jb tk Hum ek Party ke Bjae Ek Qoum bn ke ni sochen ge or khre hongey
