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Azanum Bhat Poems

  • Crumbled Paper
    Once upon a time in my life
    I was believing everyone I met
    But maximum broken my trust.
    Allah gave me so many chances ...
  • Innocent Flower
    New flowers are being produced,
    either male or female buds.
    Unfortunately, female buds get oppressed,
    getting crushed, they fall into muds ...
  • Threatened Blossom
    Every blossom of the tree
    wants to grow, to live a life.
    Like a little angel, to be free
    But the winds come like a knife. ...
  • Left Behind
    A day, was sitting on the chair
    when my eyes were staring throught window.
    Saw the bird was flying around
    round and round the white rose. ...
  • دل
    دلِ قبرستان میں راز دفن ہیں کتنے منظہ
    کہ تھک کے اب دِل خود دفن ہونے کو ہے۔

    ...
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Top 10 most used topics by Azanum Bhat

Love 2 I Love You 2 Patience 2 Smell 2 Essence 1 Light 1 Relief 1 Extreme 1 Forget 1 Depth 1


Azanum Bhat Quotes

  • When someone brings you agony and you feel down, just raise your emotions of being healed up and go ahead with your imaginations and chase your dreams.
  • They don't show grimace on their faces who have deeply deserted inside but make others feel happy.
  • When somebody says you are unlucky, don't feel yourself the same because you are meant to be the great that is beyond yours as well as his mind.
  • Silence is most powerful weapon to build up within yourself so deeply.
  • Nobody cares for you. It's you who care, it's you who have power to change yourself because no one else can change him/her for you so you have to change yourself to improve yourself not others.
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Ballade Of The Midnight Forest
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Still sing the mocking fairies, as of old,
Beneath the shade of thorn and holly-tree;
The west wind breathes upon them, pure and cold,
And wolves still dread Diana roaming free
In secret woodland with her company.
'Tis thought the peasants' hovels know her rite
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