Poems from Sabahat

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English lecturer belongs from a Hamlet nearby Narowal. In love with beauty of nature and all that is linked with Lord, truth and nature_ a votary of nature and it's unending musical symphony
What hurts most ? They will ask Tell them All hurts Breaths Breeze Scents Ways Memories Songs Tell them All hurt The colors of dawn and...
What if we part, will make a home Where memories of the past stay They will lit candles for my sake Who left me on the thorny way
The meeting point, the ending scene The final act of life play, When friends and foes all intervene So that the burial not delay They sob...
We
We are as moon and sun of sky We as the margins of deep sea As if the names on sand of shore As if on funeral mirth and Glee We meet as...
This knock, at horrid time of night Is nothing but the sound of wind O thou the sinking beats of heart O thou on gloomy souls be kind This...

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