AA (05.04.1980 / Mansehra)


17 December 2009


Life is a captured in the prison of fate
It flies like a bird but feels like a cat
We are uncountable in number
All without love, without soul mates

All my friends are love beggars
This is something that I hate
If they left me then what’s bad?
Death takes us up but souls wait

S. Aarif Ameen (Zahid)

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