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Monthly Archives: April 2009


Sometimes I want to hear the unspoken words

Sometimes I want to shout the words without characters

Sometimes I want to read the books without sentences

Sometimes I hate the loudness of silence

Sometimes I lost myself somewhere inside me

Sometimes I like to sleep with open eyes

Sometimes I like to walk with closed eyes


Violinist caresses her instrument

As I do for you my love, how hard to ignore you

I’m addicted to your sound

Everyday I need that to born again

Every night your voice enters and occupies my space

Wishing a day which you come to fill this absence

And the water of life will be drunk from your sealed lips

How beautiful you’re my love,

Your heart is purest one I’ve ever seen

Sometime I think to steal it from you

But changing my mind after thinking cruelty of theft

You had better give yourself completely to me

Slowly slowly,

Every moment with you deserves to be praised

Pour your sweet love on me

I want to be wet under your rain

No need to shelter, no need to umbrella

How I am blessed in this sentiment

I want to rise on your climate once

Whether sun burns me out, it is not big deal comparing to love burnt

Love me more, feel my possession much more than words…

I am feeling the presence of you honey deep in my heart

Like the echo of your words in my soul

My soul wants to embrace the author of these words

To make the fusion of these two love souls

The fusion and the passion which keep us amalgamate

From physical blend to the union of two hearts

Like the petals of rose love their scent

The physical distance is long but it can’t keep us apart

Because the love is there and we are living in each other’s heart

But still I want to be there and hug you tightly

And wants to eradicate this physical distance too

But the time is thinking in some other way

We have to wait until the time will think in our way

When we will be in each other’s arms and the aroma of two souls will unify


Zeeshan & Kubra


At different places…

A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end it was never meant to be your and you just have to let go . . .  If I am pressed to say why I loved her, I feel it can only be explained by replying: “Because it was she; because it was me.” I have walked a thousand miles barefoot, but I can still not forget the first splinter that injured me. Sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow, we must fail in order to know, Sometimes our vision clears only after our eyes are washed away with tears. Often we stand at life’s crossroads and view what we think is the end….but God has much bigger vision and He tells us.. Relax my child, its only a BEND

Element: WOMEN

Symbol: WO+

Atomic mass: Accepted as 59 Kg; isotopes may vary from 40-200 kg.

Occurrence: Copious quantities in all urban areas.


1. Boils at room temperature

2. Freezes without any known reason.

3. Melts if given special treatment.

4. Bitter, if incorrectly used.

5. Sweet as Honey if given a proper treatment.


1. Have great affinity for Gold, Silver and a range of precious stones
and absorbs great quantities of expensive substances.

2. May explode spontaneously without prior warning and for no known reason.

3. Most powerful money reducing agent known to man.


1. Highly ornamental, good samples can increase your social value.

2. Can be great aid to administration.


1. Pure specimen turns rosy pink when happy.

2. Turns green when placed behind a better specimen.


Illegal to possess more than one

this is how the story
goes ,in and out
one minute u’re there, the
next time runs out
its a figure of speech as
a matter of fact
did u ever really think
about the time you had
its the grain that
falls, every second that
to the minute to the hour
till infinity recalls
its a barricade of twigs
thats really never there
did u ever really think
that time even cares

here’s a little
something that you
really can think about
the time that got left and
time that ran out
keepin in mind what i left behind
my sanity my soul brought
down to a fine line
the pain the shame too late
to quit this game
i can never change….
cuz i’m one of a kind
even if i wanted to i couldnt decide
cuz i never really had
time on my side

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[danish :: xulfi:: ahmed :: fawad]