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Aftab Malik biography

[Aftab ahamed Malik] is an Indian actor and model. [Aftab Malik ]was born on (28th May 1997) (age 24) in Chikhaldara He lives in Chikhaldara Maharashtra. Filmy Career: [Aftab malik ]has acted in many (music videos. He works for the culture of Chikhaldara. He is also the founder of the aafeemusic company 'We Creative Films'. Together they work with their team. 5 Foot 8 Inch Aftab Malik / आफताबमालिक Born: 28th May 1997 (age 24) Residence: Indian Occupation: Actor & Indian poetry

My Feelings For You

Secretly In Love

"The Tide of Life"

This poem reflects on the ever-changing nature of life and how it brings both joy and strife. It encourages us to bravely ride through life's ups and downs, and even when things are still, to take the time to appreciate them.

SAD LOVE STORY THAT WILL MAKE YOU CRY

“SAD LOVE STORY THAT WILL MAKE YOU CRY” One random night he woke up. He was thinking about all things that have happened to him in the past few days. His girlfriend left a message saying “Sorry but our relationship is over”. He didn’t know how to react, because they were together for 3 years. He thought he did something wrong. To keep the negative thoughts away, he decided to go for a walk. He was walking in the park thinking about things he wanted to change in his life. Suddenly he saw his girl

Poetry

A home away from home.                        On a brilliant chariot Driven by Heavenly messengers, Stacked with divine rapture, quietly thumped on my lawn entryway Composition of Elysium presented individually Empyrean drifted Immaculate welkin came to meet me, toward the beginning of the day hours Calling out to me floundering and mishandling I inquired, "Is it my turn today"? With a heavenly quiet, HE gestured Bang of a windowpane birched against it I staggered, anguished I felt and with esca

World unity

In a world so vast, we all reside, Under the same sun and stars, side by side. With colors, cultures, and dreams so diverse, Together we weave this cosmic verse. Amidst the chaos, let love be our guide, A bridge to connect, to heal, and to confide.

Speak to me

Speak to me, my love, with words that flow Like a gentle stream, soft and slow Tell me of your hopes and dreams, Of all the things that make you gleam Speak to me, my love, and pour out your heart Let the words you say be a work of art Let them be a beacon of light, Guiding us through the darkest night So speak to me, my love, and let your voice be clear For it is the sound that I hold dear It is the sound that brings me peace, The sound that brings me to my knees Speak to me, my love, and let y

Poetry

In the bloom of youth, dreams take flight, A canvas of hopes, painted so bright. Eager hearts, chasing the sun, Adventure whispers, beckoning each one. Dance of laughter, in the moonlit glow, Friendships forged, like rivers that flow. In the tapestry of time, their stories unfold, Boundless potential, a tale to be told. Rebels of passion, questioning the norms, Breaking through barriers, weathering storms. In the symphony of youth, a vibrant song, Echoes of courage, resilient and strong. Yet, fl

God's Blessing

A gift of grace, a blessing divine From God's own hand, a love so kind A source of joy, a hope that's true A blessing from God, just for you A chance to start, a chance to grow A chance to learn, a chance to know A chance to live, a chance to thrive A chance to find, a chance to strive A chance to love, a chance to share A chance to give, a chance to care A chance to heal, a chance to mend A chance to find, a chance to blend A chance to trust, a chance to believe A chance to find, a chance to re

Infant Sorrow

My mother groaned,my father wept Into the dangerous world I leapt Helpless,naked,piping, loud Like a friend hid in a cloud Struggling in my father's hands Striving against my swaddling-bands Bound and weary I thought best To suck upon my mother's breast

Poem

Farewell

Life

Life, oh life, a precious gift From the moment we are born, we lift Our heads to take in new sights And learn from all the wrongs and rights A journey filled with twists and turns And moments that our soul burns Some days are bright and beautiful While others, dark and sorrowful But through it all, we must endure And learn to cherish, love, and be pure For life is fleeting, and time goes fast And we must make each moment last So let us live our lives with purpose And strive for what is truly wor

Muse

I saw this image somewhere and it inspired me to pen this short but lovely poem down, hope you like it

Fred the rich man

There once was a rich man named Fred, Whose wealth was so vast, it spread. He had mansions and yachts galore, But he was still a terrible bore. One day, Fred was walking down the street, When he saw a homeless man sleeping at his feet. Fred laughed and said, "Look at you, so poor, While I have more money than I can endure." The homeless man looked up and said, "I may be poor, but I'm not dead. I may not have mansions and yachts, But I have friends and I'm not a sot." Fred was so angry, he turned

Smiling Sun

“Without the frown of clouds and lightning, the vines would be burned by the smiling sun.” ...

if it's beautiful

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

"In the Shade of Simplicity: Ode to the Poor Man's Grace"

In a world of riches, where gold's embrace, A tale unfolds of a different grace. A humble soul, with dreams unfurled, A son of toil, a gem, the poor man of the world. In tattered clothes, his spirit unbowed, Through life's harsh storms, he has plowed. With calloused hands and weary eyes, He seeks solace under vast, open skies. No silver spoon, no fortunes vast, Yet resilience within, steadfast. His heart, a treasury of dreams untold, In the symphony of struggle, a story unfolds. With every sunri

"Verse's Embrace: A Journey Through Poetic Wonderland"

"Explore a world of poetic beauty, where words dance and emotions come alive. Discover love, solace, and understanding as you wander through this enchanting realm of verse."

Grievance

A heavy weight upon my chest, It's like a stone, it won't be pressed. I try to breathe, but it's too much, I'm drowning in this ocean of such. I want to scream, but no sound comes out, I'm trapped inside this silent shout. I want to cry, but no tears will fall, I'm dry and empty, like a desert wall. I want to run, but my legs won't move, I'm stuck here, like a statue in the groove. I want to die, but I'm too afraid, Of what comes next, I'm so afraid. So I sit here, in this dark and cold, With my

LOVE POETRY ❤️💕🌹

In the twilight's gentle hue, My heart finds solace, only for you. With each beat, a whispered prayer, In love's embrace, we find repair.