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my heart is broken because a girl play with my heart and threw it .i love her very much but she love some one else

Poetry for love

Love deep

What If?

Every day our lives become a little bit shorter; And with each passing day it gets shorter and shorter; I know, You know, and we are aware of that; We can't predict what we are destined for. What if, we are destined for death? What if, we will die today, tommorow or after a month? What if, one day we can't wake up? And found ourselves that slowly disappear like a smoke that fades away. Are you aware of that? I know you are; So live your life to the fullest; Live your life with happiness and die

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Action

What is love?

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Zubair Tarar Pakistani Poet

Zubair Tarar is a Pakistani poet and writer live-in Vehari

New Halls of Knowledge

In the halls of knowledge, fresh and bright, A brand-new chapter I unfold with pure delight. I begin on a journey, full of dreams, Glad to meet new set of teams. In classrooms' embrace, we learn and inspire, Igniting passions, sets our hearts on fire. Now, let us revel on this vibrant odyssey, To live a life both blessed and socially. Our circle of friends grow wider every day, Endless laughter and joy seem to pave our way. Morning classroom chats, hiding under the sun, These are moments that ca

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`Tonight

Used by permission of W.W. Norton & Company, Inc. Source: Call Me Ishmael Tonight:

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The bear and the two friends

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Trapped in Helplessness

A feeling of powerlessness, A sense of being trapped, The weight of the world on your shoulders, And no way to adapt. You try to break free, But the chains are too strong, You scream for help, But no one comes along. Lost in a sea of despair, With no hope in sight, You struggle and fight, But it's a losing fight. Helplessness consumes you, It's all that you know, And in the end, you realize, You're never letting go.

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Life As A Poet

My very first poem I ever wrote. I was either 13 or 14 years old. After that, I knew writing was something I was born to do.

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"Celestial Waltz: The Northern Lights' Delight"

A Poem About Northern Lights

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TRULY I LOVE YOU

.........How do I....... How do I tell you That your touch melt my heart like dews And your words Pierce my heart like a sword. How do I tell you That ever time I stare at you I wish I could hold your hands And lie lie by your side. How do I tell you That every word I say to you I utter with fear And a drop of tear. How do I tell you in your arms I wish to sink And from your lips I wish to drink Our heads I will link And your lovely eyes I wish to stare without a blink. How do I tell you How muc

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