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Letters from Lia Feb 2019
My heart aches
to the sound of you,
laughing
where it is melody
in my ears
My heart aches
to the sound of you,
laughing
because I was once
the subject
of the perfect rythm
of your laugh
I badly want to be
the muse
of your laughter
once again
The surge
of my guilt and regret
is so loud
that it's making me deaf
My heart aches
to the sound of you
Let me hear it
One last time
Take me back

Siin.li
Badshah Khan Feb 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 21

BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem

The tortoise is uncursed, due to his lovely contour,

But willingly forget his moral strength in his noble mind,

And typically remain crawling towards his social fear,

You choose to Travel lot in fear and hide yourself in your shell,

Come out of your pearly shell (fear) and see accurately,

The divine creation of genuine love and the divine melody,

Dance freely in the open breeze, wisely let’s toss gently the social fear,

And join heartily towards our hearts with the creator’

As you are My Soul and I am your Beloved!

Allah Khair….. Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem

Ummah Thurab – BADSHAH KHAN.
©UT-BK 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)
our bodies match in an absolutely flawless manner
they sing together with a fiery passion
theyre symphonies writing themselves
theyre perfect harmonies within
like a cadence of sweet victory
our bodies together sing in the perfect key
Quin Rosenheart Jan 2019
I learned guitar
just for the perfect moment
when i find me and my future
perfectly in tune
ready to play the melody
that is life
Manan sheel Jan 2019
When there is the madness
of love in my eyes,
then, the fairies of happiness
and sorrow unite and make love
inside me.

Then, you can see death's
nectar flooding in my eyes,
and life, enjoys this nectar,
for her beloved is melodious
in those moments.

Melody, is the word
that is closest to love...


© Manan sheel.
Manan sheel Jan 2019
When heart melts,
mind is bewildered.

This is the time,
when the flowers blossom.

This is the time,
when love sends melodies,
to you and to everyone.

These are the moments,
when you have to sing,
and take care that the
song, and melody
inside you doesn't get old,
and not take rust.

Please sing with happiness
then, for the universe looks
at you then, with eager eyes,
and waits for your song...


© Manan sheel.
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