Sunday, December 12, 2004
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کاغز
ان کاغزوں کا کیا کروں تیرا نام جن پے لکھا تھا کورے رہے نا وہ، نا میں شائید ایسا ہی لکھا تھا
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Water drips in the distance, The insects wiggle afar; I lie here half-awake, yet self-aware. He calously calls out to me, 'You're a ...
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You could try to run away, Or hide behind a mask; Pretend that it's not there, About love, you dare not ask. You may be far away from me...
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The sparkle in your eyes The twitch of your lips The touch of your hand That bend of the hips The softness of your hijaab The crudeness of y...
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