Lubna Khan
Drama
He loved her...
She loved him...
In the rain of sadness...
and the thunder of pain...
Both smiled...
She turned and cried...
He turned and cried...
and they never spoke again...
Not Every Bes...
Virtual
Time Changes
Psychopath
Whispers
Greedy
Pills
Breakup
Can't Do It A...
Better Luck N...
Only the seeds I sowed, In my pupils, Painting the path ahead. Only the seeds I sowed, In my pupils, Painting the path ahead.
I sat up in the midnight when the night was still, I sat up in the midnight when the night was still,
As red heels sing along the pathway, They synchronize through the beats As red heels sing along the pathway, They synchronize through the beats
Moldy walls and rusted parts, Moldy walls and rusted parts,
Now I'm in front of the divine knowledge I'm unable to tell you what my mind is with Now I'm in front of the divine knowledge I'm unable to tell you what my mind ...
Poor water runs clean and smooth, Poor water runs clean and smooth,
One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish
Helplessness.... of the migrant workers.. Helplessness.... of the migrant workers..
It's futile to forge a sense of belongingness to the body It's futile to forge a sense of belongingness to the body
Your beauty is NOT in those glittery eyes, Your beauty is NOT in those glittery eyes,
But deep within there’s a voice ready to vouch for me. But deep within there’s a voice ready to vouch for me.
The wind warmed up from being the dry cold, As in the mortuary! The wind warmed up from being the dry cold, As in the mortuary!
With my child's cries, I wither, And my child's smile, I rebound, Every moment, I emerge str With my child's cries, I wither, And my child's smile, I rebound, Every moment...
I am myself, so if you wanna do , then hate me .... I am myself, so if you wanna do , then hate me ....
What if you were to find Your own self to be there? What if you were to find Your own self to be there?
Cousin to death is sleep... Cousin to death is sleep...
The cuts and the bruises never faded The cuts and the bruises never faded
To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house, To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house,
There is darkness, there is light But I find myself in a little mist, There is darkness, there is light But I find myself in a little mist,
Wisdom rules our baffled brain, Like those drops of blissful rain, Wisdom rules our baffled brain, Like those drops of blissful rain,
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