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Distance unites missing beats of two hearts in love
Donate your blood from your heart to save life. Life will donate you hearts full of love, blood and contentment in return.
A gift can never be cheap or insignificant because of the heart and love it carries.
Smoke the weed of your own heart to fly higher
Dust is the parent of a star!
All shadows of clouds the sun cannot hide like the moon cannot stop oceanic tide;but a hidden star can still be smiling at night's black spell on darkness, beguiling
My pen beats faster as I write with my heart
Just a little piece of peace can cultivate the land of Palestine, but inhuman human won't let it do that.
Blood is everywhereVultures take shelter beneath the tanks;for the fumed sky is unsafe for their avian flight to prey on the Palestinian flesh.
Every heart needs a cutting part sharper than a blade to stab agony
If lighthouse becomes a burning candle, flickered upon ocean's insanity.Your sailing heart there anchors to handle the obsessed breeze towards sand dune's vanity.
Pain pumps blood when heart dies
The sky has a huge heart open for all clouds even on the gloomiest of days.
You cannot taste a song but you can feel the tune relishing your heart where strings of music belong.
The colour of fear is never dark or black; it has the colour of thunderbolt; usually white, but can appear in different hues depending on how the fear travels through to get inside your heart
Love is like electricity sometimes; it may shock you anytime, yet you cannot live without it.
Being empty makes me whole sometimes. I wonder if every hollow hole has its own solidity of fulfillment
The easiest way to be reborn is to live and feel life everyday
The stars will live for me, if not anything else
Even baldness becomes a beauty of a hairless head through the heart of acceptance
Smile is the arch of an arrowed heartTears are waters to make pain's life start
No light can cover the darkness of a liar's heart
Your eyes need to be opened wider than your heart, when love is blinder than your eyes.
Only the writers can change or fix the past by going back to edit old works
We live in a world where a hut made of clay is more durable than brick buildings, because poverty doesn't allow it to be reconstructed.
I wonder at the starry pattern in the skyAre they little pieces of moon which want to fly?
Sometimes the burden of love is heavier than a heavy heart
Everyone writes with hand, but very few can write with heart
I want to be a guileless rook to discolor the blackness of all crafty human hearts
Wisemen's minds and hearts live together under the same roof of wisdom
Another side of my heart is called pain: ever pumping!
before the dawn I leave the night behind meand before my heart I let you leave me behind.- from the poem 'Behind
all hopes there, so close to each other,are pulled into the void every night;when a band of pale twinkles milking the wayacross the divine breadth of skywhere every heart belongs.- From the poem The Universe In Blossom
It is always the soul and brain that really matters; never the heart or mind.
A heartful mind can always see better than mindless eyes
My mind mends my motives and my notion navigates my natives,for we all are made of soil-our corrupted soil.
If you rescue me from my pipe dreams, I'll stop smoking fantasies.
Today is a fantasy for tomorrow has gone and yesterday is here!
Our regrets want to bring back many things we leave behind
Laugh until you cry;never let your eyes look dryThis is not a matter of joke;this is all to provokeour sense of humourLife is its own consumer!
Courage cannot be unveiled without reality
If you are a finger, your honesty is the hand to make your existence worth living.
When sighs are hypnotized by sorrowHappy moments you need to borrowFrom a little child or from a birdWho has the wild freedom of soul: stirred!
From one moment to another memory steps back to rediscover the past
A moment can be left inside the memory of time.
One of my greatest failures: I was trying to cut a piece of moment so that I could erase it.One of my greatest achievements:I have learnt to ignore my futureless past.
If "Frailty, thy name is woman", Frailty must be a man named as 'woman
I will not move an inch; I've become an anvil to endure every act of striking
I wonder at the starry pattern in the skyAre they little pieces of moon which want to fly..?
I love to chase my shadow to feel how it rests in the dark.
Only the moon's smile can cure the unseen scars of darkness
Only tears can hear the sound of pain when warm blood reddens discolored stain
Do not trap yourself into an owl's hooting soundwhere sad nights linger through the blackness of a hound
Nothing is unreal as long as you can imagine like a crow
Future never desires to become a past
Future never desires to become a past.
My mind has a time machine; it can travel back to the past when I close my eyes and in my dreams it travels to the future.
Ocean separates lands, not souls..
You can never be lost when you learn to get lost into the blue of the sea..
Every known thing used to be unknownAnd every rock could become a stone Someday nature will have to atone When soul sees dead flesh leaving the bone
When you become a raindrop in your mind Thunder is the closest friend you may find Wind lashed trees, dark clouds, lightning or the dust Everything you will bear once you adjust
My tears of joyhear the raindrops crying,as the rain never wants to pourdown on my cloudy dayswhen I makeour love-dreamsfor the sun to dreamonly for you....(From the poem "Only For You" By Munia Khan)
Only pain can define the meaning of tears.
Let all the green leaves be mineas long as the trees define shades created by their limbsfor the soil made with victimsof atrocity's vileness to redeem the fragileness
Sometimes it is easier to feel the veins wilted and empty than to sense the coldness of blood in fear
Politicians are the sole cause of our incurable social eczema
Sometimes an unimaginative mind can imagine the most unimaginable
The moon can never breathe, but it can take our breath away with the beauty of its cold, arid orb.
In a cruel world kindness is certainly an unsafe virtue
I want to be a transitory fallen, lifted up by virtues every time.
The wind and sky know that there is no joy in unlimited freedom
Words know how to suffocate lies to exhale the truth.
We should learn to savor some moments to let time feel worth existing
Some pain has no relief,it can only be sealed You can grasp the wound to feel the scar unhealed.
I never feel alone realizing the fact that my life is my only life partner
I feel frozen holding on to the flame of my own duality..
You will never feel alone, if you run down the stairs of loneliness; as every solitary step becomes your companion.
My pillows are dreaming, not me.With my eyes closed I only try to feel how they dream.
I try to grasp the colour of my blood and all I feel is life slipping through the colourless veins.
Happiness lives in every corner of your home and if you are homeless, it lives under the leaves of trees, hiding beneath the sky's cloudiness. All you need to do is to find it with patience.
If we are the trees, words are our roots; and we grow as we write
Every mind should reflect to touch the green of life through trees.
Our miseries are inseparable, so is our every single blessing.
all hopes there, so close to each other,are pulled into the void every night;when a band of pale twinkles milking the wayacross the divine breadth of skywhere every heart belongs.- From the poem "The Universe In Blossom
A child can die even in the safest place on earth- its mother's womb!
Listen to the child in you and follow its innocence
Soft feathers cannot make a cruel bird kind
Not every wall needs a ceiling
We should not fail to hide our love for the one who fails to hide hatred
Mind hates to seep in delusion soaking faintly discolored obsession.
Sometimes the people we love make us hate some other people we love.
Faith is the only belief which remains alive between heaven and hell.
To a pessimist, losing bobby pins is as hopeless as losing hair. To an optimist, losing hair gives hope to get the lost bobby pins back.
Failure is successful when you fail.
When something means nothing to you, you can do everything you want; but someday, somehow you may have to pay for it.
Seventy years of life is nothing in front of a single day of death
I think poetry without metaphor is like husband and wife living in separate bedrooms.
The greatest artist and web-designer ever is indeed a spider!
When reality hurts, make sure to soar above the dream-stained sky!
Every lake belongs to the quietness desired by the swans.
Moon is the light from a lantern in heaven
Blood is everywhere..Vultures take shelter beneath the tanks;for the fumed sky is unsafe for their avian flight to prey on the Palestinian flesh.
There are various wounds to describe our hurts;the deepest one is the most painful.
his abusemakes her an anvilwithout spark
Take me to 'nowhere' when distance belongs here,there,everywhere.
I found an empty chairand sat on itto find myself even emptier.I found a broken glassand looked at itto see my dissolved facea little prettierI found a steep doorwayand enteredin order to close my exit.From the poem 'Blue Stanzas
A lie has many colours, while white is the only faithful colour of truth.
A chronic poet should always be an inveterate nature-lover.
Time appears to be most wasted when someone seeks truth in lies
Breathe as long as the sky is alive
My eyes in tearsHeart never sighsMy mind never fearsI conquer the lies
There is always an inside from outside the door
Seek for truth,you'll find me;Peek for lies,you'll blind me
Every criminal has a good mind conquered by the devil
If you allow coldness to engulf you before winter, season is helpless to help you.
Reading books is like wearing winter clothes; it covers and warms up the body of your naked soul.
Life is the music of your soul; all you need to do is to listen hard
You cannot buy trust,you have to earn it.
Faithfulness: where faith is full of necessary trusts!
Our infinitesimal hopes should survive longer than our vast disappointments

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