The World
How old the world is!
When Adam and Eve
Came down on the earth,
We think and think,
The storm came
And Swept away
The tyrants along with their pride,
Vanished them forever.
Charming world before us lies,
So various and new,
Each moment is exciting,
Hope hovering around,
New people, things and relations,
Surging out day by day,
Solutions of the problems sought,
But new one takes birth each today.
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Corruption
A pretty girl entices all,
Traps them in her beauty,
In no time in love they fall,
Forgetting their way and duty.
They commit sin, but at last find,
The cruel witch has made them blind.
Their sin’s made them paralysed,
They can’t work without bribe,
Plight of every field is realised,
Takers of it are givers too, scribe,
This epidemic is increasing day by day,
It may end if whole system is changed someday
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My friend Zone (Afzaal)
My friend, Afzaal is a simple boy,
A nice fellow but full of coy,
There is beard on his face,
Whose thoughts touch the blue-surface.
A kind hearted man he is,
And on his nose opticals,
He looks fit in white dress of his,
He bears the caliber to defeat obstacles.
He words from heart attracts all,
And compell a weeping face smile,
His spirited nature does all enthrall,
So, he lives in love-garden beyond hostile.
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The Wings Of Love
The wings that help me to fly,
Above trees, river and the wall,
Soaring like an eagle in the sky,
Look very little now they all.
Catch me not to cut my wings,
They are my life, I die for them,
I pray earnestly like a caged bird sings,
Or breeze will bring a bad news to them.
No quarrel and boundary of the land,
Cast, region, language or race,
Is obstacle in my way to my goal and,
Sitting by her to unveil her face.
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My Friend Zone (IMRAM)
Imran has truely a heavy personality,
But bears not a good height,
His words are foolish, sometime witty,
And he has really speaking might.
Talking to a girl he has a desire,
And sometimes his heart tosses too high,
After foot and face, he stares her attire,
And pretends of taking a deep sigh.
On meeting his senior and old friends,
He forgets often all about us,
To them talking much time he spends,
And likely forgets our status.
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My Friend Zone (Ismayeel)
The next member who is to come,
He is sensative but my lovely chum,
Known Ismayeel and on his face is smile,
Of truth and rumour he has a pile.
He talks clearly and to me apprises,
Of what he has experienced in the whole day,
And oft his mistakes he realises,
And resolves moving daily on right way.
Once in a week he listens sermon,
And talks seldom like a genius one,
He acts with girls mostly like a demon,
And appears shortly a violent one.
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My Frıend - Zone (Mohammad Kaıf)
In the list of my friend-zone,
A person is shining like a star,
His style is nice and attractive tone,
And he can stand by me in the war.
Hi name is Kaif and has smiling face,
Whose intentions're high like the sky,
Once misguided and made slow his pace,
Cause he is decent yet to the girls feels shy.
Many girls knock the door of his heart,
But he opens only window to see,
Cause, once, he too lost in this mart,
But, now he is careful one like me.
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My Friend Zone (ARSHAD)
Arshad is a member of my friend-zone,
He that bears not really a good height,
But has an attractive face to be shown,
And rich in zeal, pelf and also in might.
A helpful friend he is to all of us,
His friends are boys and too girls,
In the society he is rewarded a good status,
But he prefers girls to the boys.
His father runs trade of a famous oil,
My experience as my friend I find,
On girls he does his money spoil,
And believes in them like a blind.
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My Friend Zone (Fareed)
The next member of mine is known as Fareed,
He listens everything with paying heed,
At home, he is called Nadeem,
And a handsome person he does seem.
In the morning prayer, no doubt, he is lazy,
Cricket is his life and for it he is crazy,
His father runs a shop of corn,
Who reciter Qur'an in the morn.
Before men he is brave but for girls shy,
With a girl he dare not to talk,
If a girl calls him, he beholds the sky,
So, beyond imagine with her to wall.
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Dosti
Aye dost, dosti ki shuruat achhi ho,
Yahi dua mangte hain ki ap ki umr lambi ho,
Jahan tak ho sakega dosti nibhanuga,
Apko mujhse kabhi shikayat na ho,
Dur rahkar bhi hum dua karte rahenge,
Tere pas koi gham ka lamha na ho,
Har pal tu khushi ke geet gaye,
Har pal ho roshni andhera na ho,
Jahan tu rahe qadam, rasta khud ban jaye,
Raste me phool bichhe ho, un me kante na ho,
Phoolo ki baarish se mere dost ka swagat ho,
Hoto pe muskurat ho, ankho me ansu na ho.
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