Hina Waqar Poems

Lingering thoughts
Wandering memories
Fading smiles
Broken images
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Wrecked by the waves of fate
Dummies are we in the hand of destiny!
Stooges played at the mercy of fortune
Every desire is a distant mirage
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Momentary is the zeal of a spark
Mortal is the beauty of a flower in park
Something that bestows a mortal immortality
A feeling that claims divinity
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When the night was dark and deep
Through the eyes of evil the darkness peeped
When the depression grew lethal
Debilitating was the agony
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Black is the sky
As black are my hopes and life
All desires turned cold
All dreams became ashes
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A bud in its blossom
Gay and merry
Dreaming a feature
Light and bright
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