What an unfair splitting up? by Zill-e-Huma

Looking at the straight road Clean shiny reflection of sunlight Meanwhile come the pleasant rain Hah windscreen is also busy Wiping of the raindrops Everybody around me Looks busy on...

Can’t find any clue… by Zill-e-huma

pieces pieces jigsaw puzzle pieces… scattered on the floor mixed with dirt blood and tears… lost many relations there and here scattered photographs of old times...

Burning Eyes By Zill e Huma Malik

Dreams start crawling and gradually frolicking.. Dusty winds come and they go with the winds.. Eyes burn, head sours, heart aches and breathe chokes Moments pass with...

Lost promises…by Zill-e-Huma Malik from Pakistan

Lost promises…   No traces of sleep … Want tears to weep… Pains waiting to seep… Fruit brings no seed… My small world finds you deep… Coz this life is too...

我梦到了by MUHAMMAD OMAIR KHAN KHATTAK

我梦到了 昨晚我梦到了一个人 跟她说,你叫什么? 不知道,她说了什么 还是我听不懂她 只她说了一句话 你梦到了,一个梦 听了这句才知道 她的名字就是梦(胡梦曦) 你是梦,我就是笨 因为还白日做梦 不是,不是,你不是梦 我梦到了,一个........