Source Some think am talented, Maybe am tormented, It is a blessing and curse, You might feel it for a while, But i feel too much, They call it a sin, But her body am tempted to touch, Body like a blessing

Source moving through your fractured mind Glances, looks, stares, suggestions ,opinions Lacking dominion. Your Screams echoing pleasureable pain, Yet there's no gain. Companionship you craved for now you

Source From dusk to dawn From ashes to dust Our undying love, Like the incessant ray of the sun, Holding hands Running on the traidmill of life Remembering all the bridges We crossed, from lack and want

Poetry

sarapharoshee kee tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai, dekhana hai ki kitana baajue kaatil mein hai. kya nahin kuchh sekand kuchh baatacheet, dekhata main main chaahata hoon vo chup teree mahaphil main hoon.

jeevan kee aapadhadhee mein kab vakata mila kuchh der ho gaya par baithana yah sochane lagata hai jo kiya, kaha, maan usamen kya bura bhala. vah din meree chetana jagee mainne dekha main khada hua hoon

insaaph kee dagar pe, bachchon ko dikhao ye desh hai tumhaara, neta tumhe ho kal ke duniya ke ranj sahana aur kuchh na munh se kahana sachchaiyon ke bal pe aage badhate rahana rahana rakho doge ek din

O my Luve's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June; O my Luve's like the melodie That's sweetly played in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will luve thee still,

بازار دامپ

سلام

گل گلدون من

گل گلدون من

شعر زیبا معاصر

The first thing I say to you .............. was just for me to listen to the word say ........ how you express your feelings when you listen to me........ I when I asked you not to do it...... And you

“Let’s Stack Up All Our Obstacles And Walk Over Them Like Stair Steps” S ometimes when we’ve T aken all we can take A nd we just C an’t take anymore K neeling is one option… …But there’s another premise

" اشك و باران " هرگاه چترِ خالى از دستِ تو را بر سرم ميگيرم ، باز هم خيس ميشوم ... به يادِ اولين روزي مي افتم كه با يك چتر در زيرِ باران ، سرمست از بوىِ غنچه هاىِ بهارِ عشقمان قدم ميزديم ....

نگاه مرد مسافر به روی میز افتاد: چه سیب‌های قشنگی! حیات نشئه تنهایی است. و میزبان پرسید: قشنگ یعنی چه؟ ـ قشنگ یعنی تعبیر عاشقانه اشکال و عشق، تنها عشق ترا به گرمی یک سیب می‌کند مأنوس. و عشق، تنها عشق مرا

من غلام قمرم غیر قمر هیچ مگو پیش من جز سخی شمع و شکر هیچ مگو سخن رنج مگو جز سخن گنج مگو ور از این بی‌خبری رنج مبر هیچ مگو دوش دیوانه شدم عشق مرا دید و بگفت آمدم نعره مزن جامه مدر هیچ مگو گفتم ای عشق من

Very confused in my careless life But with all your silence, listening to it all, Then with a soft voice Do everything to recover Smiling Knowing this, you have no partner except My gum and the joys of

If you're rejected -Accept If you fell unloved -Let go If they choose someone or something over you -Move On Remember That "In every,No from someone, Is a yes to someone better.."