
The Nomadic Writer
Feel the words for they exist!
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- Colors?My prism saw a lightAnd the colors dispersed away,Better had it been The light not seen.My colors would have remained,There would have been no pain! Took time enoughTo grab a moment and contemplate,I Possessed a prismAnd took a fancy for colors to stay?For light to stay, I held prismContinue reading “Colors?”
- Mijaz e KhanabadoshiRaahon ne bulayaAur hum chale aye,Krte bhi kyaBin bhatke is khanabadosh dil koSukoon Jo na aye.Ab Jo chale hain raahon peToh thokre toh milengi sadkon pe,Jo na mile thokreMaan lenge hum,Raahon ne bhi thukraya humeinMakafat e Amal ne mitaya humein.Warna raahein jisse kre mohabbatThokro pe sambhalna hoti h uskiContinue reading “Mijaz e Khanabadoshi”
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