she was just a random girl
for the world outside
no one knew her real face
the one she always hide

they  made sure to make her think
that she can never dance
blocking for her all the paths;
she never got her chance

They thought of her as just a girl
a girl with broken smile
without reading her mystic eyes
that told her secret while

picking up the heart's rhythm
she decided to dance
ignoring what they made her think
she tried to take her chance

the moment when she moved her feet
everlasting spell was cast
mesmerizied by her rebellious moves
they fall for her real fast

flowing towards a melodious realm
she made her moves advanced
never missing a single beat
she danced and danced and danced

the music filled her as she danced
with eternal peace ...
the world then witnessed
her real worth
she was the masterpiece !!

I have this problem
where i find it difficult
to reconnect with
the real world;
after reading a good book
or
after listining to good music
because they are just
that much intoxicating
leading you to another world
into a euphoric realm
where you can't stop smiling
and everything feels so good
as if you are under a spell ..
You never want to get rid of ...

When the darkness sets in
and you let it consume you
it feels like falling;
falling in a bottomless hole,
and under its pulling force
you feel your demons stirring
finding a way
to get out
and to take over ...
Clawing your soul from inside
getting restless,
causing pain,
so you just decide to
unleash them
and let your demons out
for a HUNT !!

Darkness
consuming my sanity,
leaving a crack in the soul
for
demons to gain access
to the
inner world !!

She is different
she is crazy
she is beauty
like a daisy

her hazel eyes
shine so bright
her beautiful smile
turns dark to light

acting so casual
and never shows
she always care
for those who are close

and when she is angry
dont go near
you might get a hit
if you are not clear

i love this girl
more then anything
as she is my sister
my everything !!

Once
A man with broad vision
dreamt...
About the land of pures
Then
a man with excellent leadership skills
stood up to fulfill
the first man's dream
he gathered the scattered people
he fought for what was
righyfully ours
he turned the rouges into NATION
Togather they
suffered
sacrificed
bled
but yet the remained strong
holding each others back
against the cunning enemy
they were pure by heart
they had the golden soules
faith was running in their veins
thus they were granted
after years of hardship
with the most beautiful gift
the first man's dream was now a reality...!!

the man who dreamt IQBAL
the man who lead JINNAH
the land of pure PAKISTAN
the nation created PAKISTANIS
and this is OUR story !!

Independence Day !!
PROUD TO BE A PAKISTANI !!

I dont know why
and dont know how
but i can feel this..
Right now
The destiny
may be its Changing
or just
is about to
unfold a new chapter !!