#colourfulmagic

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Come laugh with meIt will bring us closerLaughter makes everything aroundBright and beautiful full of sunshineCome laugh with meLet us laugh on ourselvesNot on othersEach one of us have shortcomingsLet us perfect an art ofLaughing on our shortcomingsCome laugh with meThis world is full of hatredCast, creed, color, ethnicity, religionWhat not?We can never change themCome laugh with meLet us change…

WomenYou don’t have right to beSo beautifulYou simply take my breath awayYour soft beautiful lipsSilky flowing hairMesmerizing eyesSwaying waistSimply takes my breath awayYou don’t have right toPlay with my heartYour soft voiceYour vivacious lookTears my heartIt burns me with desireNo noYou don’t have right to beSo cute and cuddlyWomenLike broken glass piecesYou pierce my heartIt bleedsIt…

Did you know?He died yesterdayHe was very youngHe was full of lifeHe had many friendsHe was my best friendDid you know?He was always smilingHe was full of lifeHe had dreams ofGoing on mountains topFly like birdsSwim like fishSpread colours and fragranceLike flowersHe wanted to make our worldHunger freeTears freeDid you know?He died yesterdayNothing changedEverything was goingAs everNo church bell…

ऊंचे ऊंचे मकान बड़ी बड़ी गाड़ियांखूबसूरत लिबास सजे धजे लोग मिलेबहुत ढूंढा हर कहीं हर तरफ परकहीं भी कोई इंसान नहीं मिला इसे और क्या कहेंगे मज़हब बेचतेखुशनुमा सज़े लोग इश्तहार बने थेमीठे लफ्जों से नफरत बेच रहे थेनादान मर रहे थे वे ऐश कर रहे थे रिश्तों को तब शादाब पाया मैं नेजब अपना ज़बान काट लिया मैं नेवो कुछ इस तरह समाया है मुझ मे किन मिलने की आस है न खोने का खौफ है ज़मीर बेचने वालों का ही ज़मीर ज़िन्दा…

Colours of Life (Excerpt- 3) Love teaches us that losers are always the winner in the game of love. This makes our life a beautiful journey. “You are thinking about the plutonic love. Bullshit. Women look beautiful, lovely, awesome, alluring, desiring, divine so on so forth till she does not become a household commodity. After that, better don’t ask what happens of bloody love.” She spoke. I…

Time, what is time?Has anyone seen time?No one would ever see timeWhat is time?Every changing momentsDifferent for everyoneMoments are like pieces of papersIn a flowing riverIt remains visibleBecomes invisibleMoments remain movingThey become memoriesGood, bad, ugly or sadWe capture these momentsWe remember themBut we can never relive themIn real senseTime never comes backIt is extremely…

WomanShe is like a dreamLike a burning desireLike a full moonLike a starry nightLike a soothing breezeLike a rain dropLike a greenery aroundLike a flowing riverLike a beautiful waterfallLike a shining dew dropLike ice on a mountain topLike a blazing sunLike an angry windLike giggles of young girlsLike waiting eyesLike praying handsLike wish fulfilledLike a musicians chordsLike a melodious…