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Hira malik Nov 2018
do u knw how much i loved u? how much i cherished my garden of heart with ur fragrance?
more than the fountains could hold the water, more than the skies could en-grip the stars on its breast,
more than tongue could taste the flavors of nature, more than eyes could see the vision dispersed!!
in my sleep, in my awakenings i stayed drunk, reciting verses of u and u,
the drunkenness is on its verge, but i have given up on that virginity of deep ,blind love!!


today when i woke up, sun called upon West,
the face of East was blurred, and Summer was hot, red with blood,
people i heard of screaming , running on naked edgy streets,
and sun denied to embrase the shoulder of West, with long days, tiring in dreary.....
i looked upon my bleeding heart, the flashes of old love enchanted there once,
and i wrapped up the memoir old, for the present is bleeding more heavily!!!
Hira malik Nov 2018
i know, since the moment of no time
i just passed by my written dreams on a paper so white,
and now, when they are accompalished,
i am amused by my silent inside,no hives!!


its for the sake of living, breathing
its for being called as a legend of fulfillment
not for my own demons i chose the real attire
it was for sake of social stigma, norms and desires!!


i cant undo times of times,
yes, these places will change, faces will go,
but,
i cant rephrase my already sung rhymes,
those affected deeply hearts of naive, of lovers without robes!!


my footsteps lead me to somewhere unknown,
i am gleeful on little memory of their traces,
they just come, and likewise they go,
but stays deep inside my solemn heart, a regret of deception, a feeling of being sold!!




hiramalik
Hira malik Nov 2018
You always attract the aspect from the opposite person what your own soul is either starving or deficient of.

Men are the pearls of that wisdom that sparkles rarely and when it does it shed off the unhygienic stuff for once and ever!

She is just a stigma of verbality on wisdom, no one knows she herself doesnt know from where these all words come from!

The instant u absorb positive energey from people around, u are turned into a monster!!

Speaking of gloominess, there is a heaven between the differences of its action and the state. Both are step sisters to each other
Hira malik Nov 2018
Beloved, O beloved!!
These long tiring nights
And days act over and above
A tyrant
Like an eruption , above and beyond;
Explosive,
Seddimented in pieces, many and more
Shattered
And Alas! The irony is , forgetting so impossible,
Like a dessication of pain inevitable
When a row is piereced in flesh
You cant tame it, it lays on you like a lover
A very distraught lover,
Whose agony is beyond mountains
And whose thirst can never be quinched by seas or rivers!
Hira malik Nov 2018
Ehsaas kay dareechay main
Baynaam sa aik shahar basta hai
Har roz wahan log uth-tay hain
Qaroobar kay hangaamon main
Koe mun dho kar nikalta hai
Koe bay- awaz surr pay sarr dhunta hai
har roz wahan aik kahani hai
Jo tmhain mjhay sunani hai
Har saa-at wahan aik tamasha hai
Jo rukta aur shaur machata hai
Raat ki taareeki main
Jab sab thak kar laut aatay hain
Apnay **** ki thakawat ko
Wo  khawaboon kay ka-andhay utartay hain
Aur yunhi so jatay hain.....
Ehsaas kay dareechay main
Jo aik bay- naam sa shahar basta hai
Uss basti ki sab hastion main
Chupa bacha din bhar hansta hai
Aur shab dhalay, sarhanay  mun day kar rota rahta hai.....
Hira malik Nov 2018
Main jiss shahar ka aadi hon
Uss shahar kay baasi ajnabi nigahon say dekhtay hain mjhay
In chahron pay charhay rung
Mjhay rung nhn bay rung lagtay hain
Iss shahar kay darr-o-dewaron say abhi mera rishta nhn bana
Aur raastay yahan kay mujh say khauf khatay hain!

Maij jiss shahar ka aadi hon,
Uss kay baasi apnay hi rung main holi khailay jatay hain
Aur main safaid aur siah kay darmian hi uljha baitja hon.
Sooraj nikalta hai zaroor, laikan sitaray raat kay mjhay daratay hain,
Aur yay onchi onchi amaraat, kiss dayo ki maanind lagti hain mjhay!

Main phir bhe iss shahar ka aadi hon
Main phir bhe iss shahar ka aadi hon!!
Hira malik Oct 2018
There is some sadness in air
No!
The sadness in you
Deeply rooted
Like water sweeping through the trunk of tree
And blood flowing aggressively
A human is like a dark note of fury
A fire he can replace
Thunders even cany escape
And he can turn into a nightmare
Like of those sleepless nights
Where u are wide awake
And sun never shows up
Even in the longest hour
When ur eyes sore in pain
And still the sadness encompass you in strain!!
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