Mera pyaar,meree maan

Asman mein udtiho tum mere sath,

Chandse aage pakadkar mera hath,

Lafz bas itna chaahata bayankarne tumhare pass,

Rakhna hai tumko harwaqt apne dhadkano ke sath.

Jhar jhar jharatee jharana ke sath,

Bahana hai meri khusike aansoo tumhare pass,

Churake tumhari chhipahua aansoo rakhna hai mujhe apni sans.

Lafzon mein lena bas tera naam jab sataye sapane ki raat.

Rakhke teri godmein bitana hai din aur raat,

Reshamsi hai tu komal nirmal, Kaat deti hai gardan,mere dusman ka kal.

Sikhaati tu rehna hai sabke sath.

Padhai to ek bahana hai,

Tujhe khuskarke apne sapanoko jina hai.

O, mere maa tu rehna harwaqt sath,

Teri palloo mein chipake jitade mujhe is jibanse, rakhke tere sath.

-Unskilledwords

Mother is the first teacher,friend lover,guide and the greatest merciful God, Almighty.

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Love quotes

Waiting for you gives me pain, Droplets of eyes shower like rain, The dreams for future gives peace, You shall put your head on my arm to walk with me lives. I miss. ---------------- Love isn't a four lettered word, It is the world. Love is not a game like chess, It is the God's grace. -------------------- Love lorn mad is me, Who has been waiting for your love drizzle. My only love is you, I am being ignored like a trifle. ------------------ Oh Dear! I am here, In wait of your, To say come closer, To get your love mere, To become your heart's near, My want is to become only your lover. ----------------- I make thousands of mistakes, I am admitting it. I irritate you thousands of time, I am accepting it. As I love to bring the smile on your face from angriness, I am telling it. ----------------- When you were near, I was ignoring you, Now, You are far, I am moaning for you. -----------...

Fame Is A Food That Dead Men Eat

Fame is a food that dead men eat, I have no stomach for such meat. In little light and narrow room, They eat it in the silent tomb, With no kind voice of comrade near To bid the banquet be of cheer. But friendship is a nobler thing; Of Friendship it is good to sing. For truly, when a man shall end, He lives in memory of his friend, Who doth his better part recall, And of his faults make funeral. By Henry Austin Dobson Follow us on Instagram- @unskilledwords Facebook - unskilledwords. Thank You.

The Beauty of Human's Silence

After decades, for first time,from my birth on the journey to death, I'm enjoying the landscape. Without noise, only the bird's babble and wind's bubble are the cause. This is human's nature. The landscape denotes our shape that we aren't mature. Today's prospect has arranged by humans. The verse of Cuckoo's say, this is for a day for success. To chant the nature's verse, to enjoy,how the Sun is hiding behind the rush have been given,Nature's my crush. The waves with murmur without pollution, the orange leaves have caution. Humans are the selfish dreamer. The poem has written on the nature during the lockdown for COVID-19.The time is very crucial for everyone as the killer virus has beheaded more than 45K innocent lives.But the bitter truth is, nature is getting peace for the lockdown.

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