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
Some funerals Are Too heavy To carry But the one Which Was The most heaviest To be carried to Cemetery Was The Funeral Of My dreams
Some voices are like Heart beats That when they fade Soul flees And then It never Return It's Last beat
The house is in my neighborhood The next to mine in second lane I wish that you come in with me I'm on way , thou leave the train It was...
O caged bird with feathers clipped Thou sitting in the cage in lawn O sing the song of mirth and Glee Oh sing thou sing, look! It is dawn...
Life is a journey Of soul On this planet An interval Where light flickers For some moments Then fades away A journey From Dust to dust

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