Hiya Shah
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I am a little girl,
Ready to fly.
I pull the star
Up in the sky.......
LITTLE GIRL R...
Little Girl R...
The poem shows that it takes time to make art and not even a second to break it. The poem shows that it takes time to make art and not even a second to break it.
I thought of the old times when I was here. I thought of the old times when I was here.
It's about the downfalls, the shortcomings and then the rising. The feeling of contentment. It's about the downfalls, the shortcomings and then the rising. The feeling of c...
And chirping of birds, And fountains of water And chirping of birds, And fountains of water
And what if I say you are a sanctified flower on a gloomy night And what if I say you are a sanctified flower on a gloomy night
My life is a heart pierced by broken arrow, still I wanted to remain in the arms of my UNKNOWN SHADO... My life is a heart pierced by broken arrow, still I wanted to remain in the arms...
What shall be the ship's fate? What shall be the ship's fate?
Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden
You become the best verse I ever quoted You become the best verse I ever quoted
Loving him was red, Losing him was blue as I become colorful till noon... Loving him was red, Losing him was blue as I become colorful till noon...
The young sapling battling against the wild wind... The young sapling battling against the wild wind...
A tormenting endearment in her heart A tormenting endearment in her heart
The poem shows that a few fake smiles and one broken heart The poem shows that a few fake smiles and one broken heart
Betraying trust is the nee trend Betraying trust is the nee trend
You will never be at peace If they find their voice in you. You will never be at peace If they find their voice in you.
I die, I am born, I live to die, I die to live.. I die, I am born, I live to die, I die to live..
I am not brainstormed by false allegations I am not brainstormed by false allegations
मजलूमों के वास्ते जहरीले आसूँ रईसों की मुस्कान हुई जाती है। मजलूमों के वास्ते जहरीले आसूँ रईसों की मुस्कान हुई जाती है।
I knew your love, I now know your hate. I hate that I loved you and still ache to speak with you, ye... I knew your love, I now know your hate. I hate that I loved you and still ache t...
This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction
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