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Humaira Fatima Aug 2019
O Sir, dear Sir

Don't mind the dirt

on my shoes.

For I've been

running with the pack.

For I have fallen but

I kept going,

And I kept climbing.

Until I reached the heaven

where I lost my breath,

but I found myself.

The dirt on my shoes

is a proof enough

that I came a long way,

that I never gave up.
Wrote this after a long hike to a place breathtakingly beautiful.
Humaira Fatima Aug 2019
‏یہ سانحہ محبت کا
گزرا کچھ ہم پہ یوں
  روح تھی گھائل
۔۔۔  اور تھیں مضطرب سانسیں
بس اس کا ہاتھ تھاما تھا ۔۔۔۔
♥️

How Love happened to me?

Well...

My bruised soul
was exhausted,
Out of breath.

And

I just held his hand ...
When it comes to languages, Urdu will always be my first love. Still, I will try to do the English translation so that it is easier for the readers to understand.
Humaira Fatima Aug 2019
أحبك..
اعشقك...
  انت تمر عبر عروقي
مثل
الماء يمر عبر الدفق
انت منحت حياتي ...
...التعريف
مثل
الكحل يعرف عيني

I love you..

Adore you...

You run through my veins

Like ...

The water runs through stream

You give my life...

...the definition

Like the kohl defines my eyes
My first attempt at writing a peom in Arabic.... The most beautiful language in the world... So why not :)
Humaira Fatima Aug 2019
The sound of your footsteps...


The song of the crickets ...


The dark...


Make this night


So peaceful


In a very


Strange way!
Humaira Fatima Aug 2019
I put back

our broken pieces

differently...

So everytime you look,

you'll find a new 'Us'...

I paint myself

each time with

an untouched

part of your soul

So the beauty of our love,

is captured within us...

And everytime you feel,

you'll find my heart

fostering the love

for you differently!

— The End —