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Birds ate there all eatables flapping their wings as a dance trimming and preen of the wings jump here there, losing no chance black, blue, brown their cute colours short, long, slim, heavy, lightweight wings and flight memorable all in hurry to have fate chirp in low high sound, fresh mood they were neat, beautiful smart search everywhere want of food giving an end, at the start each one looking for some good bit sip enough to quench thirst no one waiting, for its turn a cute gay bird, find it first while the lyrics touch my soul chirp, chirp, chirp was their tweet, song making a norm; fresh my mood melodious their sweet song ripe fruit there serve passer-by there were trees to grant a shade there was rule 'No Restriction' beauty of leaves not yet fade pan was waiting to serve them one sharp sip hurry to fly child fell down while knocked at rock help! Help! Shoutinnocent cry sound dangerous, **** of earth crackling, falling, housing, wall help, no rescue love or hate site was changed in front of all no charm, fame, concert at all there was no work, club or shop speech for help was useless try any search team, rescue flop winking eyes now teary one no-one could found there a bun there no signs of living one no care there, no deal, no done birds ate there all eatables flapping their wings as a dance trimming and preen of the wings jump here there, losing no chance chirp, chirp sad song low high sound they were neat, beautiful smart search everywhere want of food giving an end, at the star each one looking for some good bit sip enough, quench the thirst no one waiting, for its turn cute bird could not find it first while the lyrics, touch my soul chirp, chirp, chirp was their sad song making a norm, my sad mood melodious, fair sad song no fruit there for passer-by no trees there to grant a shade they were buried, there, somewhere no green leaves at risk of fade all the owners slept and pressed sound dangerous lifeless rock ruined everywhere tragic song mud, stone, sand, all-cause of shock no help, care there, love or hate there was silence as no play no pan waiting there at all birds could find a broken tray you reveal it then I know my pangs are more than a sea there is link between the two soul and body, You and me
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Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 7:59 PM UTC
BY THE SUDDEN CRASHED HOUSES
Birds ate there all eatables flapping their wings as a dance trimming and preen of the wings jump here there, losing no chance black, blue, brown their cute colours short, long, slim, heavy, lightweight wings and flight memorable all in hurry to have fate chirp in low high sound, fresh mood they were neat, beautiful smart search everywhere want of food giving an end, at the start each one looking for some good bit sip enough to quench thirst no one waiting, for its turn a cute gay bird, find it first while the lyrics touch my soul chirp, chirp, chirp was their tweet, song making a norm; fresh my mood melodious their sweet song ripe fruit there serve passer-by there were trees to grant a shade there was rule 'No Restriction' beauty of leaves not yet fade pan was waiting to serve them one sharp sip hurry to fly child fell down while knocked at rock help! Help! Shoutinnocent cry sound dangerous, **** of earth crackling, falling, housing, wall help, no rescue love or hate site was changed in front of all no charm, fame, concert at all there was no work, club or shop speech for help was useless try any search team, rescue flop winking eyes now teary one no-one could found there a bun there no signs of living one no care there, no deal, no done birds ate there all eatables flapping their wings as a dance trimming and preen of the wings jump here there, losing no chance chirp, chirp sad song low high sound they were neat, beautiful smart search everywhere want of food giving an end, at the star each one looking for some good bit sip enough, quench the thirst no one waiting, for its turn cute bird could not find it first while the lyrics, touch my soul chirp, chirp, chirp was their sad song making a norm, my sad mood melodious, fair sad song no fruit there for passer-by no trees there to grant a shade they were buried, there, somewhere no green leaves at risk of fade all the owners slept and pressed sound dangerous lifeless rock ruined everywhere tragic song mud, stone, sand, all-cause of shock no help, care there, love or hate there was silence as no play no pan waiting there at all birds could find a broken tray you reveal it then I know my pangs are more than a sea there is link between the two soul and body, You and me
Dr. Zik's poetry History (Muzzafarabad): The city was near the epicenter of the 2005 Kashmir earthquake, which had a magnitude of 7.6. The earthquake destroyed 50% of the buildings in the city (including most of the official buildings) and is estimated to have killed up to 80,000 people in the Pakistani-controlled areas of Kashmir. As of 8 October 2005 the Pakistani government's official death toll was 87,350. Some estimates put the death toll over 100,000
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Mar 21, 2015
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