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Hardship | Aneesa Latif | Offline Thinker

  HardshipI was thinking about the days, Life has like limestone,   And salinity poor ground, My schemes are fewer then spiciness,   The ways are scattered by own, It’s hard to choose,   I’m inside of wide and deep trench, I face a lot of hardship but never surrender,     My everything is […]

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Poet corner | Shah Nawaz Noor | Offline Thinker

Poet corner I plead my love please, come and see me, Come and see that I am overwhelmed,   By your memories, I fancy you, I await you, And look forward to affection,   You are very distant from me, you live too far away, You even don’t think for me, are you really that […]

When shall we meet

Don’t you miss | Islam Abdain | Poem [Offline Thinker]

Don’t you miss You should keep varnishing yourself: and let us sink in the ocean of sorrow. you should not try to be the victim of our pain, but it isn’t it true that, your life has belonged somewhere, where you have left your days with lonely falling dusk: nights with dreaming about flying like […]

Thy memories | Parvez

Thy memories often tease me in my dream, I still remember the kind stream. Where we met on rainy days, For a long moment, we play. Now I am indulged in the dark valley of thoughts. Where circumstance us brought. I loved and love you with soul and heart, But still, the world made us […]

When shall we meet

The humiliation of two teeth | Islam Abdain

Folks always try to throw you in predicament and you suffer through despair when you start getting humiliated by them. As here, when I escaped from nothingness, I had a downy skin like a flake and my mouth was naked without teeth but the worst sin was done when I got 30 teeth with two […]

A life passed, The months and years fall, Thy memories hit me hard, A life I awaited for thee.

Poet corner | Shah Noor

Poet corner Our lives were changed and our hearts were snatched, Every places and street were snatched,   No one asks, how is our living soul, Our life had gone now our purposes were snatched,     How this journey of the burden will pass, While a friend of my pain was snatched,   Thus, […]

“THE WINTER NIGHTS” | Nizam Baloch

THE WINTER NIGHTS The cold and terrible winter nights at Mashkay,   Pour a unique feeling of love, A love that sustains lives and, simultaneously gives vigor to my every breath.   And, the nights come with cruel and thrilling waves of wind, Combined with the mesmerizing scent of mud and sands, Never fails to […]

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Stay with me forever | Parvez Pious | Offline Thinker

Stay with me forever Though the sky crashes to the earth, stay with me forever. Though the wind scatters and sun burns everything, stay with me forever. There comes  a day  when everyone stands against us, And blames us for our the things we never did, stay with me forever. When you walk the earth  […]

You Deserve Much More Than What I Say | Parvez Pious

Some dreams remain incomplete, Some wishes remain un-fulfilled, Some days go wasted, some goes well, But a single second does not move beyond Thy memories. You are in: Every breath, I take! Every prayer, I offer! Every moment, I talk! Every dream, I dream! Every song,I sing, Thus, you are everywhere in me! you are […]

Ode to the cloud | Parvez Pious

Ode to the cloud Kalaam-e-Mast Toqaali   This poem has originally been taken from Balochi language written by a  great majestic poet “MAST Toqaali”   Translated from Balochi into English by Parvez Ayub.   O, could float over Loralai for a short while Over the tomb of shams and rain upon faqeer’s sheep   The […]

Ode to the nature

Ode to the nature OH! Nature thou is my mother, Thou cherishes my mind, Thou teaches me to smile Thou fills my heart with thy blessings, Thy touch is ever kind, Thy beauty is a mile, Thy company is everything, A happy moment thou brings, Through my ears thou sings, Thy beauty is everlasting, Thy […]

A Poetry: Childhood December | Written by Parvez Pious

Yeah, I still do remember  My childhood December In the broken and departed evenings In lawn’s door the sunlight peeps With the smell of burning coal Draw wrinkles on my face With the frozen tears—– Seeing the cloud hanging over the sky My mother often stand at doorstep and calls Being engrossed in prayer at […]