Breathing Doll
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by Muniza Khan
2y ago
 Breathing Doll The love made by him was simply beautiful To his beloved Doll, The vehement love that rose the heartbeats to peak  Embraced by the Doll, having arms and legs The love that cherished far above woes Kissed by the Doll, having a beautiful face  The blissful love that had many colors Hugged by the Doll, having a naive heart That beautiful love never recognized that living Dolls, Do have souls swirl within  But that didn't matter Is she was just  Doll A beautiful Doll Called Doll by him  ..read more
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Dozy Drugged
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by Muniza Khan
2y ago
Going around and round They do not find The very comfort they have restrained self thus annoy The utmost contentment they have not evolved through joy As they are on drugs Considering other as bugs Unable to comprehend the reality And escape the real emotions ahh but in vanity Carrying the paralyzed mind And only see the ill-beauty with eyes but blind They are throwing away the genuine sincerity And bargains it with false freedom and severity   The unfortunate clouds who shower blessing upon the desert Likewise, they are ignoring the meadows and revert The stubborn buds who leave the lea ..read more
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The Suppressed She
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by Muniza Khan
2y ago
She is not finding the ground to stand. To stand with sole authority, pride, and possession. Nothing belongs to her in these vast surroundings but all the chains, sadness, and phobias. She is the most manipulated being, manipulated with the sweet name of Love, bounded with the label of false protection and fed to be kept suppressed. She is defined and ranked by the superior beings for own benefits and oppressed to be acted upon the set rules otherwise she would not be identified as a fine being. She the inferior being is assigned with the duties, the sole condition to fit in the society. The p ..read more
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The Idle She
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by Muniza Khan
2y ago
I was stuck at my idleness  The very arduous path to be faced  The cage where the soul was captivated  And the self was held, hostage  The potentials were at stake And intelligence was venomed with waste  The worst place to be valued and stayed  Purposelessness was hitting the dumb me  Yet heart was entrenched to dissipate momentous me  The surrounding was progressing to desirable gain  And this trivial was relishing in the indolence’s pain  The tasks were burdening this inactive shoulder But the ego was firm to be reluctant and as a holder As ..read more
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To The Moon
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by Muniza Khan
2y ago
Stands alone in the deep waves of darkness Engenders the aesthetic enchant to the blackness Audacious enough to dominate the bulky sea of stars Yet auspicious to shade shine to the wanderer’s path Isn’t it humble? Carries the cryptic grey dots within the self Begs for the dazzle of blazing bulky star Flow in the intense stream of murk frivolously Yet fascinates the eyes of afar admirer with a gleaming glint Isn’t it genial? Dull as dust at the core, devoid of merriment Bears doleful soul, crying out for beloved adoration Confronts the impertinent demur of enchanting cosmos Yet she satisfie ..read more
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Being Common Is An Art
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by Muniza Khan
2y ago
But this is the peak of insanity, isn’t it? Tell me, Shams! I hold this belief at this complicated yet ordinary issue of society. Why the people parallel to you consider themselves as more elevated and eccentric than what they are. Being hollow inside they crave, to be presented in front of the crowd as the strange people full of mystery and uniqueness. Their words full of wisdom, actions full of sophistication with vanity, reality full of concealment, and self is fully disguised to suits the moments remarkably. All efforts they put to create this kind of self only to beg for one purpose. D ..read more
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Oneness
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by Muniza Khan
2y ago
Running through the dense suffocating path Where the merciless life was living fast I was wandering through the maze of tumult Searching for the contended me and laze Strayed in the enchanting stares and heart fires Wanted the exhausted and tired me to scream Lost harmony was finding no way to flow The hindered self when asked for mercy Ears were bewildered to resonate with the cord O child! Why roving outside! Why not looking into the very origin of tiredness The self Peeping outside the real will enervate and smash Your tiredness reflects the lack of self in you Exhausted you elude to the ..read more
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The Pleasing Pain
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by Muniza Khan
2y ago
Fascinating life emerges by confronting pain And hardly, elated mortals are endowed with its gain Its blissful calling hits the doors of few And Captivate the delightful persona who is new New to the world of deception And genuine to the sphere of perfection A high benediction to perceive and soothe And a cheerful journey to relish and scathe Pain, honors the fellow with potency And gives vehemence to the decency Its magic builds a character solid without spots And nourishes the soul warmly without wrongs Its beauty puts facets of patience into fragile And snatches the coward peace form juve ..read more
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Solve Me
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by Muniza Khan
2y ago
Solve me Permit me To peeps into you So that you embrace my soul And take it as, you O the great grand universe Take me and solve The complicated me And dissolves me as a tiny Particle of yours I pledge I pledge Free my miserable soul Take me as a child of you And help me incomprehension Of this minute dot of you Give me peace And relax my tiredness Give me vastness  To be a reflection of you And enjoy the ecstasy of the whole universe Within the heart of me So that it couldn’t cry hard To looks outside for the completion And stillness For beauty For perfection Bless me bless me So that ..read more
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Hazel Eyes
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by Muniza Khan
2y ago
Hazel eyes: She sat on a grassland facing the brook, whose reflected purity was putting the thorns of shame into hazel turbulent lenses of her eyes. Her eyes weren’t the mirror of the heart, unable to realize her intuitive acts as her insane fantasy but reflecting the inner misery and remorse of her imprisoned mind. The unconscious merriment of her heart was losing grace in front of her gloomy conscious mind. The craziness of her each beat was condemned by the logical entity in the sphere of existence. Her thoughts were shattered by the novice. Listen Maah! listen Maah! He was the pure fragr ..read more
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