Dunno...found It on a random blog.
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Poetry! =P
- Thread starter Epiphany
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Okay
The last lines are so ahh *.*
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Kabhi hum tooty..tu kabhi khuwaab tooty..
Na jany kitny tukdon mai armaan tooty..
Hr tukda ek aina hai zindagi ka...
Har ainey k saath laakon jazbat tooty...
Na jany kitny tukdon mai armaan tooty..
Hr tukda ek aina hai zindagi ka...
Har ainey k saath laakon jazbat tooty...
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Na Chhor Es Qadar Azaad Apni Aankhon Ko ....
Ye Kaam tujh Ko Kisi Ka Ghulam Kar Day Ga ..!!
Ye Kaam tujh Ko Kisi Ka Ghulam Kar Day Ga ..!!
Hamari har ek saans maut ki taraf Le jarahi hai aur hum samajh rahey hai hum jeerahey hai..
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My eyes got raining..
And even the dry dreams got wet
My eyes got raining..
My sleep cries in the corners of eyelashes
My eyes got raining..
My tears fall and heart gets hurt
My eyes got raining..
It's like weather of separation's clouds
Dark nights, are becoming my friends..
Lost, lost in these paths, I have nothing of my own..
Every moment every Second, how I bear..
Every moment every Second, to myself, I keep saying..
I've forgotten you..
Then why do your memories..
make me cry
And even the dry dreams got wet
My eyes got raining..
My sleep cries in the corners of eyelashes
My eyes got raining..
My tears fall and heart gets hurt
My eyes got raining..
It's like weather of separation's clouds
Dark nights, are becoming my friends..
Lost, lost in these paths, I have nothing of my own..
Every moment every Second, how I bear..
Every moment every Second, to myself, I keep saying..
I've forgotten you..
Then why do your memories..
make me cry
Random blog?
A song translated to english.
Hmm acha which one?
Urdu poetry ♥♥
Tujhe bhuladiya hai-Anjaana anjaani
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I miss you
I miss the hours we would spend talking,
being open and honest and free
I miss how my heart would breath a sigh of
relief because you brought me peace
I miss the feeling of hope and happiness
and how with you I always felt content
I miss you
I miss the hours we would spend talking,
being open and honest and free
I miss how my heart would breath a sigh of
relief because you brought me peace
I miss the feeling of hope and happiness
and how with you I always felt content
I miss you
Write to Shout
When all is black
Dead
And in the grave
One can hear in the stillness of the night
The scratching beat of my heart
That allows me to write
My thoughts on pure fresh paper
Adding the whispers of my soul
Layer by layer:
“You write me out
Til there’s no sight about
But you keep me trapped
Within my own shouts
I want to be completely free
Free to be
But you only keep me here
On paper, where me you can only see
I’m only in one dimension
I want to go 3-D
Where people can not only see
But hear
Hear about overcoming fear
To learn to cheer when they look into the mirror
For you wear your mouth like a closed zipper
You won’t share your vision aloud
No, not even a whisper
It’s one thing to write
And another to shout
So write with your blood, and speak with your soul
Til every ounce of blood and meaningful words spills out”
Taken from:https://wespoems.wordpress.com/
When all is black
Dead
And in the grave
One can hear in the stillness of the night
The scratching beat of my heart
That allows me to write
My thoughts on pure fresh paper
Adding the whispers of my soul
Layer by layer:
“You write me out
Til there’s no sight about
But you keep me trapped
Within my own shouts
I want to be completely free
Free to be
But you only keep me here
On paper, where me you can only see
I’m only in one dimension
I want to go 3-D
Where people can not only see
But hear
Hear about overcoming fear
To learn to cheer when they look into the mirror
For you wear your mouth like a closed zipper
You won’t share your vision aloud
No, not even a whisper
It’s one thing to write
And another to shout
So write with your blood, and speak with your soul
Til every ounce of blood and meaningful words spills out”
Taken from:https://wespoems.wordpress.com/
Labyrinth of your emotions
A mere gaze, full of love, kills me.
A slinky whisper, full of temptation, reddens me cheeks.
A tender touch, full of flare, bonds our souls.
A terse hug, full of emotions, steals me of heart.
Rise of eyelashes, full of allure, makes me surrender.
Blush of cheeks, full of shy, lures me.
Fall of eyelashes, full of approval, me heart goes wild.
Turn of head, full of illusion, my heart follows in loop.
Smile so lucid, full of innocence, relaxes my nerves
Laugh so eloquent, full of charm, robs me of conscious
Eyes glinting, full of menace, reflects my madness
I love you as much as a heart can, nd never shall it love less
I love u wthout knowing how,or when or frm where
I love u simply wthout greed nd pride
I love you this way, cux i know no other way of loving. (myself)
A mere gaze, full of love, kills me.
A slinky whisper, full of temptation, reddens me cheeks.
A tender touch, full of flare, bonds our souls.
A terse hug, full of emotions, steals me of heart.
Rise of eyelashes, full of allure, makes me surrender.
Blush of cheeks, full of shy, lures me.
Fall of eyelashes, full of approval, me heart goes wild.
Turn of head, full of illusion, my heart follows in loop.
Smile so lucid, full of innocence, relaxes my nerves
Laugh so eloquent, full of charm, robs me of conscious
Eyes glinting, full of menace, reflects my madness
I love you as much as a heart can, nd never shall it love less
I love u wthout knowing how,or when or frm where
I love u simply wthout greed nd pride
I love you this way, cux i know no other way of loving. (myself)
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Wow.... Bravo!
That description...so much filled in each part!This was ahmazing...from that title Labyrinth of your emotions to that (myself)...
Keep writing!
Thank youWow.... Bravo!
This was ahmazing...from that title Labyrinth of your emotions to that (myself)...
Keep writing!
No...whts that?
I myself dont completely know yet...
It is an old Japanese style of poetry they mostly used to write about seasons and nature....but now its changed people write about anything...and everything...
There is pattern though...three lines...seventeen syllables
1st line has 5 then 7 then 5!