جمعرات، 8 اگست، 2019

 


  Why don't I go with the last one
  The heart was shown to be the heart.

  The net of desires that remained throughout the ages
  The moment the wire shattered into the bridge.
  
 The dew did not took pity on my thurst
  He also flew  like a balloon Akhtar. 

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