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Soft feathers cannot make a cruel bird kind.

Munia Khan

I wish to spend a lifetime near a lighthouse where loneliness will be the glimmer of luminous prancing upon ocean waves… rising and falling only for my breathing.
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Breath Fall Glimmer Lifetime Light Loneliness Ocean Rise
Soft feathers cannot make a cruel bird kind.
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Bird Curel Feather Kind Soft
Sometimes it is easier to feel the veins wilted and empty than to sense the coldness of blood in fear.
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Blood Cold Emptiness Fear Vein
Take me to ‘nowhere’ when distance belongs here, there, everywhere.
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Broken Heart Distance
Departure of a year welcomes so many new memories.
MUNIA KHAN

Departure Memories Welcome
If we are the trees, words are our roots; and we grow as we write.
MUNIA KHAN

Growth Root Tree Words Writing
If you allow coldness to engulf you before winter, season is helpless to help you.
MUNIA KHAN

Cold Help Helpess Season Winter
All shadows of clouds the sun cannot hide like the moon cannot stop oceanic tide; but a hidden star can still be smiling at night’s black spell on darkness, beguiling.
MUNIA KHAN

Cloud Hide Inspirational Moon Ocean Shadow Stars Sun Tide
Wild animals are less wild and more human than many humans of this world.
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Animal Human Wild World
Love is like dried flowers sometimes. Even though you watch the petals shrink and change colour, you cannot help treasuring them.
MUNIA KHAN

Change Color Dry Flower Help Love Petal
Stars are always dancing. Sometimes they dance twinkling away with the rhythm of your joyful heart and sometimes they dance without movement to embrace your heartache as if frozen sculptures of open-armed sadness.
MUNIA KHAN

Dance Embrace Frozen Heart Heartache Joy Movement Rtythm Stars Twinkle
Ocean separates lands, not souls.
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Land Ocean One Liner Separate Soul
Patience is to wait for the ice to melt instead of breaking it.
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Break Ice Melt Patience Wat
Every lake belongs to the quietness desired by the swans.
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Desire Lake Quiet Silence Swan
Only the moon’s smile can cure the unseen scars of darkness.
MUNIA KHAN

Cure Darkness Moon Scars Smile Unseen
A farewell to my shadow is not my death; it’s my rebirth in darkness.
MUNIA KHAN

Birth Darkness Death Farewell Shadow

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