Your memories
Flower and thorn I like,
Whatever, you like, I like,
What is the sin, if I see you,
Lovely, eyes and soul, everybody likes,
The weather can’t enjoy,
You don’t come, I am alone,
Maybe the burden of society on my shoulder.
Tears, may be kept in the eyes like honey,
Eyes cried and heart injured for your memories,
For you absenteeism, I left my town,
You must be happy with your smiling,
I am your living for you.
Now, every moment I remember you,
Don’t know the problem of heart never forget you,
Scattered all memories the mood of air,
If pass with your friends at me,
-Shah Nawaz Noor
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