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Dilse Alfaazz

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Withered Roses What words of mine can describe you, desire of the nightingale's heart? The morning breeze was your nativity, the afternoon garden, a tray of perfumes. My tears welled up like dew, till in my abandoned heart your rune grew, this dream-emblem of love: this spray of withered roses. -Allama Iqbāl #roses, #witheredrose #nighttales, #morningbreeze

Withered Roses What words of mine can describe you, desire of the nightingale's heart? The morning breeze was your nativity, the afternoon garden, a tray of perfumes. My tears welled up like dew, till in my abandoned heart your rune grew, this dream-emblem of love: this spray of withered roses. -Allama Iqbāl #roses, #witheredrose #nighttales, #morningbreeze

Zumi

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// Our Love- A Withered Rose // There was a red, red rose, blooming, signifying love, On top of my table, besides my journal, where I normally write, It reminds of those unusual and unnatural downpours, And those small, sailing paper boats, Once, I loved to refresh those mesmerizing memories, For my past, with you, was like a red blooming rose. //Caption // Our Love- A Withered Rose // There was a red, red rose, blooming, growing signifying our once blooming love, On top of my table, besides my journal, where my thoughts collide, where I normally write, It reminds of those unusual, non-seasonal, and unnatural downpours, And those small puddles, which become an ocean for the small sailing paper boats, Once, I loved to refresh those mesmerizing, melodious, bizarre memories, For my past, with you, was happy, blissful, growing like a red bloom

// Our Love- A Withered Rose // There was a red, red rose, blooming, signifying love, On top of my table, besides my journal, where I normally write, It reminds of those unusual and unnatural downpours, And those small, sailing paper boats, Once, I loved to refresh those mesmerizing memories, For my past, with you, was like a red blooming rose. //Caption // Our Love- A Withered Rose // There was a red, red rose, blooming, growing signifying our once blooming love, On top of my table, besides my journal, where my thoughts collide, where I normally write, It reminds of those unusual, non-seasonal, and unnatural downpours, And those small puddles, which become an ocean for the small sailing paper boats, Once, I loved to refresh those mesmerizing, melodious, bizarre memories, For my past, with you, was happy, blissful, growing like a red bloom

Qamar Abbas

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ताजें फूलों के बहुत-बहुत हमदर्द हुआ करते हैं हाल मुर्झायें फूलों का कांटे भी नहीं पूछा करते ©Qamar Abbas #witheredrose

ताजें फूलों के बहुत-बहुत हमदर्द हुआ करते हैं हाल मुर्झायें फूलों का कांटे भी नहीं पूछा करते ©Qamar Abbas #witheredrose

Qamar Abbas

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मुर्झाये हुए फूलों की कोई कीमत नहीं होती हो गर तरोताजा तो कीमत का पता चलता है ©Qamar Abbas #witheredrose

मुर्झाये हुए फूलों की कोई कीमत नहीं होती हो गर तरोताजा तो कीमत का पता चलता है ©Qamar Abbas #witheredrose

shivam chandra

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सताया हुआ बंदा.. हस्तियों का जनाजा कब उठेगा ए- मौला , जिन्होंने मेरी किश्ती को जलमग्न कर दिया , ये खुदा मेरा अब हिसाब बख्तियार कर दे ... क्योंकी अब तक तो मैं घुट घुट कर है जिया ! ©Shivam Chandra #witheredrose

सताया हुआ बंदा.. हस्तियों का जनाजा कब उठेगा ए- मौला , जिन्होंने मेरी किश्ती को जलमग्न कर दिया , ये खुदा मेरा अब हिसाब बख्तियार कर दे ... क्योंकी अब तक तो मैं घुट घुट कर है जिया ! ©Shivam Chandra #witheredrose