kbi apni zulfun mei chupti hey.. kbi in ankhun mei milti hey... r kbi meri yad ki waja ban ker... roz meray takaiy per Numm halat mei milti hey.. Wo Pugli rooz is qamray mei ati hey...
Pugli comes every day to this room,
Shy when she meets me,
She keep on hiding,
She hides under her hair,
Sometimes in my eyes,
And sometimes she turn up to be my memory,
I found you num - wet on my pillow.
Pugli comes every day to this room. - I hope i made justification with appropriate words and statements Farah.
If not please do correct them.
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
she lingers through the room each day
shy than ever;shy from me
hides herself away .. read moreshe lingers through the room each day
shy than ever;shy from me
hides herself away
hides away in her long beautiful waterfall of hair
sometimes, find her existing in these eyes
and at times.. the reason that lingers in my memories
this pillow carries her
in form of the tears, tht are shed ..
she lingers through this room each day...
11 Years Ago
Wooº°˚˚°ºooW thanks :)
Nice to get the exact reply :)
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Pugli comes every day to this room,
Shy when she meets me,
She keep on hiding,
She hides under her hair,
Sometimes in my eyes,
And sometimes she turn up to be my memory,
I found you num - wet on my pillow.
Pugli comes every day to this room. - I hope i made justification with appropriate words and statements Farah.
If not please do correct them.
Posted 11 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
11 Years Ago
she lingers through the room each day
shy than ever;shy from me
hides herself away .. read moreshe lingers through the room each day
shy than ever;shy from me
hides herself away
hides away in her long beautiful waterfall of hair
sometimes, find her existing in these eyes
and at times.. the reason that lingers in my memories
this pillow carries her
in form of the tears, tht are shed ..
she lingers through this room each day...
11 Years Ago
Wooº°˚˚°ºooW thanks :)
Nice to get the exact reply :)
Leave a translation with the poem. I like to see the original language. Good to see how words appear when written in the original form. I hope to read more of your work. Thank you for sharing the poem.
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