What comes is time
What goes is time,
What stays is memory
not to be priced in dime,
Making life a ceremony
where you can hear wind chime
in the name of glory
Laga sochne saara zamaana,
Ke main hoon deewaana,
Lekin kyon kare fikar yeh mastaana."
Here I will be documenting my poems/shaayaries till I come up with something worth mentioning. Thanks for visiting and I hope you enjoyed. I am very much open to suggestions, criticisms, and of course, praise.
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