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Pehle azeez banatey hain,
Phir dimaagi mareez banate hai.
Chaand ke saath kayi dard purane nikle,
Kitne gham the jo tere gham ke bahane nikle.
Woh qareeb hi na aaye toh izhaar kya karte,
Khud bane nishana,
toh shikaar kya karte,
Marr gaye par khuli rahi ankhen,
Isse zyada kisi ka intezaar kya karte.
Tabah hokar bhi tabahi dikhti nahi,
Ye ishq h iski dawa kahin bikti nahi.
Tum roothe roothe se lagte ho, koi tarkeeb batao manane ki,
Hum zindagi girwi rakh de tum keemat batao muskurane ki.
Ek hi shakhs ki baat hai maula, Sara jahan kisne manga hai.
“Duniya ka sab se khoobsurat insaan wohi hai jis se baat karna aasan ho, jis se muskhil mein madad mangna aasan ho, ji dosron ke dukh aur dard mein shamil rahay, jo aanso pochna janta ho, marham lagana janta ho”
"Maybe I wasn't ready for you to become a memory yet."
"Our FOREVER was supposed to be longer."
Was there even a love
between your hi and goodbye?
or you just made me realise that not only eyes
but hearts also do cry?
-via instagram (@mywritingsspot)
"and when I asked you how you'd been I meant I missed you more than I've ever missed anything before "
"Why are you sad?" ''Because you speak to me in words, and I look at you with feelings."
𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳
𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 --
𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦?
-Brenna Twohy, Forgive Me My Salt
"Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation."
Kahlil Gibran
"If only my heart could be as cold as it pretends it is, maybe I could get over this."
Jessica katoff
There is more to hear in what is not said.
Joyce Rachelle
-You are very poetic. -No, just sad.
José Saramago, All the names.