I also took grief and suffering in love. Don't Ask?
Which kind of streets, I have passed.
Which kind of fire is in my chest
In morning and evening only her longing.
I also desired to pass your street
and Dignity also lost in your street.
Shariq i told you, don't do love
Then why you are saying aloneness makes me cry.
Shariq i told you, don't do love Then why you say aloneness makes me cry. what a contrast read my she and other poetry shariq
A refined poetic imagination, Shariq Lone. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
NO LOVE NOTHING LIES ABOVE U NEVER READ ME POET WHY XXXXHELLLOOOOOOO O NEW GR8 POET READ U U HAVE COME AFTER A LONG TYME NOW READ MY POEM MOMS SMILES AND THIS ONE STARLESS NIGHT Starless Sky - Poem by me poet yeps poet Woh raat kahan jisss mein tare naheen woh poetry kya jiss koe pad kar hazaaron mareai heee naheen yehi hai poet kee zindagi tuuu hoe ya na hoe rahengay poets sirf hummm heee Do continue to read us kabhee bhee
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I would like to translate this poem
What type of fire on my chest In morning and evening only her longing. fine expressions of love. thank u dear poet. tony