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Illusion of Fame

Illusion of Fame

` Published in: Us Magazine and Revolution Flame Friday, December 07, 2012   I am well-known among the fellows, So am I quite famous now? I can make the words look complex, But can I make the complexities look simple? I can imagine the impossibilities, But can I create a world of my own? I … Continue reading

Keep It Safe

Keep It Safe

43/365 Published in: Revolution Flame I’ve gifted you my heart, A heart, so delicate So, O dear love! Keep it in the warmness of your heart. And save it from the cold nature of the winds… Written by : Zunaira Afzal Photo Credits : Deviant Arts

After Effects

After Effects

81/365 Published in: Revolution Flame Sometimes, among the mist of imagination; in the dark shadows of the pricking memories beyond the fields of life beneath the utmost reality Hope raise her head, and the shadows of desperation Vanish within the light Of hope Written By : Zunaira Afzal

Winning

Winning

121/365 Published in: Revolution Flame It’s not necessary to always win; losing sometimes is better than winning. Written By: Zunaira Afzal

Fear Not

Fear Not

169/365 Published in: Revolution Flame O beauteous beauty O healthiest healthy Smiling that innocent smile O prettiest pretty Thou blessed man! Come into my arms Yes, you have to! Do not stand away from me.. Do not fear me.. Doth thou recognize my face? Nay, I am not a stranger; I am the emblem of … Continue reading

Lie

Lie

284/365 Published in: Revolution Flame I Lie To Hide Some Bitter Truth. Written By: Zunaira Afzal

Intimacy

Intimacy

    Me, My old diary And a steaming mug of tea We are intimate friends; Of rains, Of memories And of emptiness… Written By : Zunaira Afzal

We Are Together

I am bound here, you are imprisoned there but together is the love of thee and me ! By   Zunaira Afzal

How Alike Are We

How Alike Are We

Published in: Us Magazine How alike are we, The old diary and me Some smudged words Some blots of tears Some pictures, so dear Some memories unclear Some rhymes unsung And symphonies of love Some scratches of pains And some winter rains Within the pages A dry rose is pressed Just like that cold fellow … Continue reading