Like the calm after thunder—my heart speaks.
It’s been quite a halt, my life a bleak
lenses
What is and what isn’t—a whirlwind of confusion swirling,
Who is and who isn’t—a labyrinth of human identity.
We Know Not The Oceans!
Absorbed in the foam of the Streams,
We know not, the Oceans!
Khoja Ahmed Yasawi
No matter if you are rock or the brook, you will change too.
No matter what, do not be still water because
you cannot even perform ablution in that.
Adeem hashmi
مفاہمت نہ سکھا جبر ناروا سے مجھے
میں سر بکف ہوں لڑا دے کسی بلا سے مجھے
How Ironic!
Thoughts blend,
My brain cannot comprehend.