Baskadia

Lord Buddha/Ayush Kumar Krishna

Ager apGalat ko galat nai keh skty

Advice in deep but simples words must read before leave my page

Life Is Funny

A spoken poetry about life.

I miss you

A message to the one we yearn for forever...

My "Allah"

The way I seek my creator....

ANHEDONIA

In this condition a person is totally shuttered and he often feels uneasy in a pleasant situation.

WHY ?

This poem is about a person who is not with me, but her memories are always with me.

if it's beautiful

A poem that describes the events of social turmoil but is covered by the darkness of the night.

Tab tum roo doge

This one is for your parents

Minds, Chains & Souls

Will I always owe you? Because you’ve been taking And I’m left behind with nothing, Left to pick up these pieces, it’s quite exhausting! I am left behind again... I hope you’re happy and laughing When I shout at you I look insane But I know I am sane, Don’t you say I’m wicked, we’re not the same You do the dirty work, you make people change, Now who is insane? All I do is play by your rules...trying to maintain You welcomed me and then locked me in chains Now tell me something World, Will I alwa

Poetry Of Dr Jamhed Hasrat Rind

Urdu Poetry by Dr Jamshed Hasrat Rind

The Crow and me

This poem consists of two parts. The first one was written nearly in 2008th

Again The Second Coming

✓ Again The Second Coming ✓ [ Inspired by ©W. B. Yeats "The Second Coming" ] ✓ Improve English @ rovlo.blogspot.com

Letter to my future self

Dear future self, Your present self is a troubled and empty shell of her old self. The only thoughts keeping her going is the thought of YOU. You are the only thing in the world she's holding on to. Keep her safe. Yours Truly.

Heart Touching (Poetry)

Behind the smiles

This is a portrait that explains what's behind the hurdles of her life

Poetry 🤣🤣

Unknown

023 These unknown feelings are creeping inside my heart. Confused whether it is love or merely attraction. You are a big figure, shinning under the spotlight, while I am an ordinary human, thriving under pressure. During midnight, thoughts about you are swirling inside my mind. Do I like you as you, or do I like your fame? Am I just drown in your life's glory, or I really want you? It's confusing, like a whirlpool in the middle of the ocean. You are someone way beyond my reach, even though we me

Dear Love

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