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Umair Ulhaque Poem
I am an aesthete to the nature and its colors,
what will be the beauty of its creator?
My aestheticism fails to asses.
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Hey Lovely Rose Flower!
I like you very much
Your lovely Soft Leaves
How Nice it is to Touch
Hey Lovely Rose Flower!
I like your Petals very much
How Beautiful you’re Design
Like a Fruit Bunch
When Honey-Bee comes to take Honey,
They get cheery to found like some Money
Hey Lovely Rose Flower!
I like you very much
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There is a huge sea, that is the class, there is a boat, that is the sitting of that
class, the captain of the boat is navigating, as he is a teacher and teaching, and the
passengers are alike students as they are learning, each and every place they visit they
wonder, they observe a contemporary vision as a lesson, and even the visions are limited
by their eyes as long as they can see which is infinite.
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After a long time it is raining! I still inside of my room, standing beside the window and
watching the rain lines from up to down just thinking about the past memories of my life
which had really colorful for me without a tiny pain. Holding a cup of tea in my left hand
and glucose biscuits in the right …
Just sipping and smiling… sipping and smiling
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Long time ago, in the little market of Venice, Allen and his mother had a little bakery.
Allen was only seventeen years old, his father was a baker and he had died because of illness.
Allen was only a reason for his mother to live life happily.
Both Allen and his mother were work hard and together so, they were famous as compare to
other bakeries in all over the market. Allen was always use to make heart shape on a
cookie, as he want to present his love daily to his mother.
One day, a young girl came at their doorsteps, she was looking very sick and poor, she
said that, my name is Olive, I have no one in the world, i am alone and very poor girl, i
want to work, please ma'am give me a job, i will do the best to serve your bakery. Allen's
mother was a kind lady, she agrees on her request, after that, Olive had very happy as she
found some open treasure. From the day, Olive started to work in their bakery as an assistant.
As same as Allen, Olive was also love to make heart shape on a cookie. By working
together, they were loving to each others. Allen's mother had known everything as she is a
mother and she was very happy because she observed that Allen have a family now.
Finally, Allan and Olive got married. After five years, Allen's mother had also died.
Allen had three children, two boys and one baby.
Now they are famous cookie bakers in all around the Venice city as, Allen & Olive cookies.
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Here and there life is everywhere
Listen the noise what the birds are making there
Just open your visions and set the missions
Feel near as happiness here
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