She is the picture of pillowy soft,
she’s strong as the diamond she wears.
She is the duality within femininity.
Simply a woman, that’s what she is.
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"If you really wanted to taste the Pilgrim of Life, you must lick the bitterness of failure, drink the water of patience, work very harder and wait for the diffusion of the sweetest Pilgrimage upon your tongue."
©® Muhammad Abdulhamid kumo
2024
#SpringHearted
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When the final chapter on A.I. is written
what will be the epilogue — will that be the end
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One lie is the suicide pill for trust.
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I recall as a youngster, playing in a pile of raked leaves, tossing them up in the air, covering myself with their together warmth. Some see the bottle half full...some see it half empty. Children see and live the enrapture of the moment.
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Objectivity is a pillar of democracy.
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Logo Tum din rat agency ko bura kehtay ho army ko Gali daitay ho daikho Riaz Khan ko zinda salamat wapas bhaij diya hai kitnay achay hain military walay,agar me Riaz ki jagah hota to Zafar nay mujhay qaid me hi ya to zehar pilwa Daina tha ya phir andar hi andar mujhay Venus injection lagwa Daina.
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Accident karwana,
Chemical pilwana,
Injection lagwana,
Ye teno3 tareqay
Bund faad hain.
Gaand faar hain.
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Kabhi accident karwana kabhi zehar mujhay piLwana,
Agar zehar say Ge na bharay to phir injection lagwana.
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Tun nay mujhay chemical kyun pilwaya?
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Mujhay pata mazoor karnay wala chemical pilwatay ho takay banda chal phir na sakay
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There are four ways of supari killer,
accident karwana,chemical pilwana,
Teka inj lagwana,or goli khilana fire.
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Zafar Bhai plz me sirf aur sirf tumhara hun mera shadi mat karwana mujhay chemical drink dobara mat pilwana plz yaar chor do.
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Politics and Economics ... two sides of the same coin. Both are meant to deal with an equitable distribution of resources, not just financial, but those of humanity, where pillars of freedom and justice are valued beyond the stanchions of power, discrimination, and greed.
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Han me chutya hun to kia fir say mujhay chemical pilwa do gay plz aisa mat karna!
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Bhalu Shah ka shadi karwa kay Bhalu Ko Orat kay haath say tibi moot marwao fir say chemical pilwao na zafar beta na baita na I am your Daddy Now you tell me straight
GOLI YA TEKA Bad mein daykhen gay ok ok
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Zafar Supari killer Tum Pagal kartay ho,
Chemical pilwatay ho tekay lagwatay ho,
Goliyon say firing say banday marwatay ho,
Aiterafay jurm kar lo maan Jao criminal ho..
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Pehla tareqa chemical drink pilana,
Dosra tareqa teka injection lagana,
Tesra tareqa Fire goli khilana.
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Pagal pagal bool kar ya to chemical pilatay hain ya phir teka inj lagwatay hain.
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Butterflies are the souls of caterpillars, they are borne from the inside out, they last for only a short while to start their hurricanes, to leave their beautiful imprint on their new world, before they leave to regenerate again in another place;
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Through chaos, great change occurs. It gets worse before it gets better. Butterflies are fragile, but they are the souls of caterpillars, strong enough to wave their messages of rebirth through. Don’t get me started on Bees. Love. Joy. Be.
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Zafar Supari killer Kay 3 tareqay Hain..
Bewi ya aunty Kay hathon chemical pilwana..
Wehmi nafsiati bool kar cns injection lagwana..
Raah jatay shaks ko namalom afrad Kay hathon
Goliyan marwana aur Police ye sab janti hai...
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all whisky and pills could not stop,
memories,
unremembered events,
inconstant plot holes,
the passage of time,
inconsiderate.
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The only thing that separates men from history is the blood spilled in every war. - Spartacus (unknown quote of him). June 2018.
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It’s not that I don’t want to die;
I shall be glad to go.
Enough of diabetes pie,
and eating sickly crow!
Enough of win and place and show.
Enough of endless woe!
Enough of suffering and vice!
I’ve said it once;
I’ll say it twice:
I shall be glad to go.
But why the hell should I be nice
when no one asked for my advice?
So grumpily I’ll go ...
although
(most probably) below.
('Enough!' by Michael R. Burch)
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Love should be more than the sum of its parts:
of its potions and pills and subterranean arts.
('Negotiables' by Michael R. Burch)
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One thought one pill, one punch one thrill, every great work is one word away.
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12. Poetry is a child happily playing, a mother joyfully singing and a father blessed to have and so very dearly appreciate loving both.
Robert J. Lindley
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Restraint in provocation is often not a sign of weakness, It is a great strength. had Pontius Pilate knew this, He would have spoken few words about himself
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Policemen come along with them as Pillion Riders.
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