just let it be,till the moment you just can't.
the world around you is merely a garden;
the people you know are no more than clay pigeons.
waiting to come in the way of your bullets with butterfly wings.
for now,just let it be...
بھلا ہوا میری مٹکی پھوٹی رے / میں تو پنیا بھرن سے چھوٹی رے
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عہد وفا یا ترک محبت جو چاہو سو آپ کرو
اپنے بس کی بات ہی کیا ہے ہم سے کیا منواؤ گے
1 year ago
2 comments:
this is the only piece in the history that is tagged with "bullets", "butterfly", "clay", "pigeons": all at once.
i think you deserve a pat for being high enough.
beya lora u haven't updated ur blog for quite sometime. Hope to read more.
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