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Here I have collected hundreds of lines which directly knock the forlorn heart.The lines are meaningful, good-humored, impractical, and sensible for all kind of ages.

I hope this attempt in this hectic and self-interested planet would relieve us to explore our real sentiments and desires. 

With Lots of Love,
M.Tehzeeb</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1384268917306707056/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>The Collection Of Tears !</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17462991834360972346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/JAZBAAT-E-TEHZEEBpoemsForYoutruthsForMe" /><feedburner:info uri="jazbaat-e-tehzeebpoemsforyoutruthsforme" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AEQXw5cCp7ImA9WxNbGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384268917306707056.post-2783039780821509294</id><published>2009-11-23T01:05:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-23T01:25:00.228+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-23T01:25:00.228+05:30</app:edited><title>•Main Tumhare Dil Me Aaj Bhi MOHABBAT Dhondta Hoon•</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vfe46xMdGg/SwmWlYNs8nI/AAAAAAAAATw/1IKG4RHT5bo/s1600/HPEF3E2jbfUhRG2SUA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407018396534239858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vfe46xMdGg/SwmWlYNs8nI/AAAAAAAAATw/1IKG4RHT5bo/s320/HPEF3E2jbfUhRG2SUA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Toote howe khawabon mein haqiqat dhundta hoon.. .. .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Tumhare dil mein mohabbat dhundta hoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Naadan hoon mein ab tak yeh bhi nahin samjha.. .. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Bejaan se mazar mein ibaadat dhundta hoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mere jazbaaton ki keemat yahan kuch bhi nahin.. .. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Be-imaani ke baazaron mein sharafat dhundta hoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is ajnabi dunia mein koi bhi apna nahin.. .. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Gairon ki aankhon mein apni surat dhundta hoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umeed ki thi pyar ki "Tehzeeb" ne, bas yehi bhool thi meri.. .. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Girte hue ashkon mein apni hasrat dhundta hoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mujhe aaj bhi yaad hai woh tumhare wade.. .. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Shayad laut aye tumhari yad-dasht woh ummed dhundta hoon.. .. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pagal Hoon Na; Aaj Bhi Darwaze Ki Taraf Dekhta Hoon.. .. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384268917306707056-2783039780821509294?l=jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Reminiscently; We Are Killed By Us? Unfortunately The Perpetrator And The rescuer Both of Them are ‘Human’ Why They are Dissimilar? As They are born like or gestated By All of us, Our failures? Please read some of my Insane Thoughts Below &amp;amp; Find Out Why it is Still&lt;/strong&gt; uneasy To HATE the one Who Hate me? Please Read my Mind:-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear “Enemy, My Brother, Dear Shadow, The Killer”&lt;br /&gt;I hate that you Kill me&lt;br /&gt;I hate that I Killed By you&lt;br /&gt;I hate that your smile haunts&lt;br /&gt;I hate that you die&lt;br /&gt;I hate that I can't be angry&lt;br /&gt;I hate that I'm upset&lt;br /&gt;I hate that you wanted this&lt;br /&gt;I hate that I didn’t teach you&lt;br /&gt;I hate that I couldn't make you happy&lt;br /&gt;I Hate that My Death Couldn’t make you Unhappy&lt;br /&gt;I hate that you are Different&lt;br /&gt;I hate that I don't hate you&lt;br /&gt;I Hate That Being hated, Why Don’t I hate you?&lt;br /&gt;I hate that your laugh is gone&lt;br /&gt;I hate that when you dance when you exterminate&lt;br /&gt;I hate your friends for not crying&lt;br /&gt;I hate that I can't stop crying&lt;br /&gt;I hate that life goes on, On &amp;amp; On&lt;br /&gt;I hate that your not actually me*&lt;br /&gt;I hate your choices&lt;br /&gt;I hate the Peace that you love&lt;br /&gt;I hate I feel that you’re Thee&lt;br /&gt;I hate you're no longer comprehend&lt;br /&gt;I hate the Jubilates you Mission&lt;br /&gt;I hate the minds you taught with&lt;br /&gt;I hate your dad for what he's done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt; those who hate, must hate me&lt;br /&gt;Because of thou hate I hate thee,&lt;br /&gt;the point i must make,&lt;br /&gt;leaving myself without this weight&lt;br /&gt;Is that I love to hate?&lt;br /&gt;and all love hate when you hate what they hate.&lt;br /&gt;So Why Don’t You Stop This Hate,&lt;br /&gt;Look Mom is calling for Your Mate, Don’t hate Your Mate?&lt;br /&gt;Serenity’s gates are open, calling your name, again,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be waiting when you come Home, Even If it’s Late? My Love Will Remain&lt;br /&gt;Stop This Pain, Take your time to Dream &amp;amp; believe there is Still “A Way To The Moon”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I hate seeing you so unhappy&lt;br /&gt;I hate so many things but the one&lt;br /&gt;I hate the most&lt;br /&gt;I hate that I Still Love You,&lt;br /&gt;I hate I would die By you&lt;br /&gt;I hate I'll never get over you&lt;br /&gt;I hate this new you, But? Still&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for not hating you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384268917306707056-3694173798217533039?l=jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Two A Day For How Long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause&lt;/span&gt;; Once I dreamt,&lt;br /&gt;Of loving &amp;amp; living A lovely life&lt;br /&gt;A house For My Nation’s lost children And Rebuffed Wives.&lt;br /&gt;Some Starts for My Parents &amp;amp; India's poverty To Dry.&lt;br /&gt;Am I Too Late? This Sadness; I Feel Is Overwhelming,&lt;br /&gt;My Soul Has Lost Its Guide, My Heart Trying To Go On Beating,&lt;br /&gt;Though it’s Been Torn from Deep Inside,&lt;br /&gt;To Realize It’s Finally Over,&lt;br /&gt;Though I Tried So Many Times,&lt;br /&gt;It’s Hard To Grasp; My Ardor Has Gone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When&lt;/span&gt;; Children Bring Their Broken Toys,&lt;br /&gt;With Tears To Us To Mend?&lt;br /&gt;I brought My Broken Dreams To God,&lt;br /&gt;Cause He Was My Only Friend,&lt;br /&gt;I Lost My Way, Lost It That Way?&lt;br /&gt;Lost Myself, Lost Themselves? Do I Need to requite?&lt;br /&gt;But Then Instead of Leaving My Dreams To Thy?&lt;br /&gt;In peace To Work Alone, I Hung Around &amp;amp; tried To Help,&lt;br /&gt;With Ways That Were my Own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Was Hated At School, Hated At Work?&lt;br /&gt;A Dream Was My Fault Or A Gestate To Stand On My Own?&lt;br /&gt;Things Went Wrong, It Broke My heart,&lt;br /&gt;I Became So Bitter &amp;amp; Gave Up The Arm.&lt;br /&gt;But How To cognizant My Mom &amp;amp; Dad; they must be waiting for the salutary News?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;They Said&lt;/span&gt;; I Have No Purpose &amp;amp; No Goal, an Empty Dream Is All That’s Left,&lt;br /&gt;One Life without a Soul, So Where Now Do We Go From Here?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I Blocked My Dream, This fear is bigger Than That faith,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;They Said&lt;/span&gt;; Everything Will be Okay, In The End,&lt;br /&gt;If Ain't No Okay; Ain't No End?&lt;br /&gt;They Said: Chasing Dreams Wasn’t My Mistake?&lt;br /&gt;But I Must Knew The Road That Bring Me Back To My Home,&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I am Home; But Remained A Doom; Should I Die?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I Only FEEL ALIVE; WHEN I DREAM AT NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Now My FRIENDS are Roaring from SKY; Rich Dad Products, On My Grim….&lt;br /&gt;Its HARD To Forget The PAST; So FAST; It Was Nice; It Was bad But REAL &amp;amp; It’s Gone? Cause &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tehzeeb&lt;/span&gt; Is A&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Victim of A Dream&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384268917306707056-8180047688417098298?l=jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I so wanted to be your little girl. I don't quite understand what has happened. I was so excited when I began realizing my existence. I was in a dark, yet comfortable place. I saw I had fingers and toes. I was pretty far along in my developing, yet not near ready to leave my surroundings. I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping. Even from my earliest days, I felt a special bonding between you and me.Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you. Sometimes you would yell or scream, then cry. I heard Daddy yelling back. I was sad, and hoped you would be better soon. I wondered why you cried so much. One day you cried almost all of the day. I hurt for you. I couldn't imagine why you were so unhappy.That same day, the most horrible thing happened. A very mean monster came into that warm, comfortable place I was in. I was so scared, I began screaming, but you never once tried to help me. Maybe you never heard me. The monster got closer and closer as I was screaming and screaming, "Mommy, Mommy, help me please; Mommy, help me." Complete terror is all I felt. I screamed and screamed until I thought I couldn't anymore. Then the monster started ripping my arms off. It hurt so bad; the pain I can never explain. It didn't stop.Oh, how I begged it to stop. I screamed in horror as it ripped my leg off.Though I was in such complete pain, I was dying. I knew I would never see your face or hear you say how much you love me. I wanted to make all your tears go away. I had so many plans to make you happy. Now I couldn't; all my dreams were shattered. Though I was in utter pain and horror, I felt the pain of my heart breaking, above all. I wanted more than anything to be your daughter. No use now, for I was dying a painful death. I could only imagine the terrible things that they had done to you. I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was gone, but I didn't know the words you could understand?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And soon, I no longer had the breath to say them; I was dead. I felt myself rising. I was being carried by a huge angel into a big beautiful place. I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone. The angel took me away to a wonderful place... Then I was happy. I asked the angel what was the thing was that killed me. He answered, "Abortion". I am sorry, for I know how it feels." I don't know what abortion is; I guess that's the name of the monster. I'm writing to say that I love you and to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl. I tried very hard to live. I wanted to live. I had the will, but I couldn't; the monster was too powerful. It sucked my arms and legs off and finally got all of me. It was impossible to live. I just wanted you to know I tried to stay with you. I didn't want to die. Also, Mommy, please watch out for that abortion monster. Mommy, I love you and I would hate for you to go through the kind of pain I did. Please be careful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Baby Girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Avoid Sex Selection; Condemn It Socially, Religiously) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384268917306707056-8210484685241148224?l=jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vfe46xMdGg/SkYd00ARsfI/AAAAAAAAASI/68NR5rIGw0o/s320/OgAAAA1HNdvS1Xun0YZMsoR0OMovZ_y6NsE8PPfYp5yLTfd3x2GWS0Y_SUXPKIgHc0YjhYfZ6p04l5cQH4CFi6WB66sAm1T1UPHIaiVFMWk410oHjuzy9Ln2F16Y.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351998000326619634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I wish I could not see these &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;colors&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;There would be no divider between us;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Black n white &lt;/span&gt;would seem the same,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;There would be no sight (opinion) to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;differentiate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;hurt&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt; seems to be mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Though YOUR eyes fill with tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;My heart is the one that &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;cries&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Even if our sight are different,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Don’t we breathe the same air,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The ashes blowing on your &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;grave&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Aren’t they the same as mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I wish even if we were &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;dead&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Our hearts would still be alive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;But the way we live today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I wish we did not live so;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The people who are in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;with looks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Only see the face of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;From the map of this superficial face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;They seem to form their sight;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;With these treacherous thoughts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I take the hot iron rails…….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I destroy my sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Chauvinistic Eyes, The Bewildered Eyes&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I cool my eye…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; "NOW I SEE NO COLOR"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;"NOW I SEE NO DIVIDE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;BLACK N WHITE ARE THE SAME TO ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;THE SIGHT THAT DIVIDES IS NO MORE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Love Everyone Irrespective of Their Color/Religion/Caste &amp;amp; Creed! Everyone deserves Love; A Love of Dignity; So Everyone Is Equal? Cause Everyone is People!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384268917306707056-4051292945568889888?l=jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Than imperishable support in any mood, Caught me at moment I lie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;But I can’t find a day when you left me cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mother of my heart, not blood, loved me till I turned to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Always been where I return, At Heart’s harbor from the sea, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the place where what we are can easy be, with nothing I need alter or unlearn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh; Mother Dear Mother;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How dare I forget to be grateful?&lt;br /&gt;You accepted me in every situation, motivated me for your every little creation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;blessed at every step, worried for my fate.&lt;br /&gt;You are different from all near &amp;amp; further, never comparable to any other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh; Mother, My Mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;how nice your peaceful lap &amp;amp; arms? Don't keep me away from you; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I won't survive without your protection &amp;amp; compassion take a seat next to me for lullaby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;When I fall down on my way; you lend me a hand to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;Though I cannot give you now your due,Which is beyond what these poor words can say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I give you all I can this special day,Oh; Mother, Dear Mother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh Almighty God! Mother is Great! Stop The Game Of Pain &amp;amp; Mortal! Sow The Seeds Of Harmony &amp;amp; Laughter! I am Lucky to Have A Mother! But Some Are Not Who Lost Her in Peace’s Barter! Yet A Request To Thee! &amp;amp; Give My Mom A Longest Breath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384268917306707056-233738384546048212?l=jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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You said you didn’t love me anymore?It’s reminiscence, so why should I be still here? Don’t haunt my Soul, if this is your decision,I have nothing to say? Since our love is gone &amp;amp; my life is shattered, I guess you’re just a shadow of my mind? All right let me leave the memories behind.I’m lost in time;Lost in a memory of you and I,How we used to love each other,How you brought happiness into my life,How I knew everything will be okay, That inevitable moment… Ever since you left,I haven’t been the same,You were my childhood sweetheart? Yet you left without a word,You swore that we would be together and forever,Lost in a memory of our childhood, How you and I grew up together,How you kissed me,Yet you stole my first kiss, Love you like no other, Yet you left me but a memory,A memory I shall keep, Looking back at the pictures of you and; I makes me cry…But I think I can forget you, could live with you, as it’s long enough to live without you. But I promise to smile, through these tears I will try to not whine, who I’ am I without you now? So let’s leave the memories behind.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh God&lt;/span&gt;; Reincarnation May pertain changes But your memory is stronger then time,Because when you shine, I shine; if you don’t shine I don’t mind.I guess everything does change exceptWhat you choose to recall There are a million good day dreams to dream onBut baby your my favorite memory of all. Like the night we first got together on our bench and held each other tightLike the winter we spent together Helping each other and closer then everAnd I remember our special times togetherAnd our walks and our lost time together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was always you who made the whole time a ball.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh Baby&lt;/span&gt;; I can’t believe we are Apart, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish I am dreaming; if I am dreaming than I guess I am a crazy; how can I breathe? Oh Girl; Please don’t worry. I will be all right; Just stay here for a while, let me recall something one more time; let me hold you in my arms and let me be a pretender of not loosing you….Let us conclude from where we started Now I thank you for the memories…Of those days when I had not a friendOf those great moments when we are together? Of those seconds prior to your reasonablenessOf the great dimple when you smile.t was you who called me just to hear my voice there’s a million good timesI could dwell on But baby you are my favorite memory of allAnd you'll always be my favorite memory. I am thankful to the greatestMoments of my life with you.Here I am again; in my search for Freedom &amp;amp; Peace of Mind,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In order to portray a new life, to obliterate you out of my verve?Thus,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; We Left All the Memories Behind………&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384268917306707056-2949751448025359994?l=jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hami Par Raat Bhari Hai Sitaron Tum Tu So Jao!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Humay Tu Aaj Subah Hone Tak Jaagna Ho Ga, Yehi Kismat Hamari Hai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sitaron Tum Tu So Jao, Tumhay Kia? Jo Aaj Bhi Koi Agar Milnay Nahi Aya? Ye Baazi Hum Nay Hari Hai Sitaron Tum Tu So Jao!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Kahay Jatay Ho Ro-Ro Kar Humara Haal Duniya Say? Ye Kaisi Raz Dari Hai, Sitaron Tum Tu So Jao!! Kya Hua Jo Aaj Khushiyan Humse Naraz Hai? Abhi To Halaat-e-Jung hona Baki Hai Sitaron Tum Tu So Jao!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Humne Socha Tha Do Char Din Ki Baat Hogi? Magar Ghamon Se Zindagee Ka Rishta Baki Hai Sitaron Tum Tu So Jao, Dhalnay Lagi Raat Ke Woo Pyaare Din Yaad aa Gaya!!Phir Us Kay Baad Raat Bari Dair Tak Rahi, Sitaron Tum Tu So Jao!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Humay Bhi Neend A Jaye Gi Hum Bhi So Hi Jayen Gay? Abhi Kuch Beqarari Hai Sitaron Tum Tu So Jao, Humdum maan K Baithey they "Tehzeeb" jin Ki Kashti mein? Woh Lehron mein laaye they dubaane k liye, Tum Fiqr Na Karo Sitaron Tum Tu So Jao!! ●๋•&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384268917306707056-308103665833712309?l=jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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With wise women as leaders less wars for to win At the hands of men we’ve suffered for years With wise women as leaders the World would stand to gain For centuries and centuries by men we’ve been kept down Make way for women it’s our turn for renown, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The lover, the Sister, the mother and wives This about time we celebrated our lives!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When She Wrote to The Rulers of the worlds;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Let’s hear it for women for the young and old dears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;We Suffered as little &amp;amp; Giant, when the dictator Raised There were great jubilations, didn’t they’ve a presentiment?After all you had unprecedented freedom under your cruel rule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;You were free to study and lived as you wished? Now Let us rejoice being women of new time is here its Called democracy Remove the rights of religious bigots, to roam the streets and kill women Who do not adhere to their brutal dictate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When She Wrote to Me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Let’s hear it for women for the young and old dears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;We lead your Homes, Your desire to be a Man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;But we get the domestic violence should get extinct? You want the humans to Increase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;And we would be on our way to a lasting World peace, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;We are attacked by the People we trust &amp;amp; Know, we love Our voice is a taboo, held in reserved, where to go, how to get save?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Perhaps only women in protection of Men can hope to survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Even don’t kill us in womb let us see the world alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;And if wise women led Life there would not be wars and intimidation and less of poverty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;It’ll be more compassion and understanding that might lead to The Harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My Gift To All Women On Woman's Day Special&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384268917306707056-6611642964226386697?l=jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I'm always thinking about you, you imprisoned my common sense you're the only one on my intelligence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Oh why do I act so shy forever hiding my face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Though I am not The Pharaohs, nor The Ramesses&lt;br /&gt;But I Love You the Way Cleopatra loved her ancient Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;Cause;&lt;br /&gt;I Love you more then you will ever know&lt;br /&gt;Like the way farmer’s happiest crop ever grow I love the way you make me shed tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Tears of joy stream from my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;As I hear your voice, a loving surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I love you when you're angry I love you when you're sad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I love you when you're gladI love you truly, like the love to GodI love you deeply, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;like the mother of even &amp;amp; odd. Ever since the day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your presence made me more spotless let me be your cherish&lt;br /&gt;Let me be Your Love,&lt;br /&gt;Let Me Be Your Paris. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384268917306707056-2774357496104204066?l=jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I wrote in sand my friend yelled at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Today, my friend punched me.I wrote in sand my friend punched me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Today, my friend cursed me.I wrote in sand my friend cursed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Today, my friend made me cry.I wrote in sand my friend made me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Today, my friend insulted me.I wrote in sand my friend insulted me.&lt;br /&gt;Today, my friend asked me for forgiveness; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I wrote in stone my friend asked for forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Today, my friend saved my life.I wrote in stone my friend saved my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Today, my friend made me smile.I wrote in stone my friend made me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Today, my friend told me she cares for me.I wrote in stone my friend cares for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Today, my friend was grateful for me.I wrote in stone my friend was grateful for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I wrote in sand the bad things my friend did to me. I wrote in stone the good things did to me.&lt;br /&gt;Winds will erase the bad things written in the sand. Nothing can erase the good things written in the stone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384268917306707056-7314004903182812267?l=jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Is it ignorance, education, or governments deciding our place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;For people are people regardless of the color of their face. And the love in our hearts is an example of God's grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;European people are the most powerful people under the sun. Asians, Blacks, and Jews are constantly under the economic gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But people should not be exploited because of the color of skin. White people must reject racism for a world of love to begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;But are not Blacks, Jews, and Asians also guilty of racism? For some of their religious leaders are advocates of separatism.&lt;br /&gt;Now all people, whites, Asians, Jews,and Blacks, live on earth. For racism will show God how much our souls are really worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;All people will die and their bodies will stink becoming dirt. And the devil will have the souls of all racist to forever hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;For Love is the most powerful force throughout the world. Conquering all obstacles and causing racist minds to whirl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;We can't take money religion family or hate when we die. But we can take love, and send it back to those who will cry.&lt;br /&gt;For only love will cure any grieving and lonely heart. And cause a no-good son or daughter to give life another start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;People are just human beings regardless of their ethnic pride. So people should try to constantly look spiritually inside.&lt;br /&gt;So forget about religion racism and discriminating government.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because only Brotherhood will eliminate all bills and the rent.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384268917306707056-1007349399686164668?l=jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tum jin ko dekhti rehti ho Wo khuwab sirhanay rakhta hun,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tum se milnay julnay k Kitnay hi bahanay rakhta hun, Main aesi muhabbat karta hun,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tum kesi muhabbat karti ho,Kuch khuwab saja kar aankhon mein, Palkon se moti chunta hun Koi,lams agar chhu jaey to Main pehron us ko sochta hun,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main aesi muhabbat karta hun,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tum kesi muhabbat karti ho? Jin logon mein tum rehti ho,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tum jin se baatien karti ho,Jo tum ko acchay lagtay hain Wo hi mujh ko acchay lagtay hain, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tehzeeb' Aesi Muhabbat Karta Hai!! Tum kesi muhabbat kartay ho?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384268917306707056-6256922920046651464?l=jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9vfe46xMdGg/SXH7x9XO8hI/AAAAAAAAALs/glo8HA5-RJs/s320/Loneliness_of_Soul_by_Sh4dyJ0lk4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Silent Cry!&lt;br /&gt;I hear your voice, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though you do not speak,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have a longing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust in love you seek.&lt;br /&gt;At night you cry, But there is no one to hear-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one to listen, To that dream you hold dear.&lt;br /&gt;Most people don't care, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So they do not see your tears.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They cannot hear your silent cries, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nor sense your deepest fears.&lt;br /&gt;You live in a constant shadow, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of what tomorrow will bring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will it bring joy or laughter, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or teardrops that will sting?&lt;br /&gt;Today I heard the silent cry, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An echo from far, far away.It made me cry, too; I didn't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;You are surrounded by people, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yet you are all alone.They do not see the teardrops, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which cut you to the bone.&lt;br /&gt;They cannot feel the anger, Seething within your heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They cannot feel this pain, Tearing you apart.&lt;br /&gt;You did not choose this fate, But it's hardships you must face,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The silent cry is a longing, To escape to a safer place.&lt;br /&gt;The past cannot change, You cannot change who you are.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's one thing you can do, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can try to heal the scar.&lt;br /&gt;I am here to help you; In my love you can rely, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In My silent cry !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384268917306707056-7403524401248908451?l=jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Lost as a boy, lost as a man, I need to grow up, don't think I can. Since, somebody stole the stars of my Sky….I Lost as a person, can't find my way. Lost in life, every dayLost in worry, who am I? All my life, I've lived a lie.Lost to kindness, lost to love, Lost in a sky, like a new-born dove Lost in thought, which I shouldn't do, It winds me up, I can’t get through.Lost in me, I need a break, Lost in wonder, which road to take? Lost in a place I don't know well, Where are you now? There's no one to tell.Lost here, all alone, Lost apart from the mobile phoneLost still, there are no calls.I'm struggling alone, to break these walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before That;&lt;/em&gt; The Stars used to rally round my life The moon used to guide my nights, The Loneliness &amp;amp; tribulations were far away to my days. Now I am Lost in the Moonlight* In the ashes of my bad deeds, my mistakes B`cos of the curse of angels &amp;amp; cherubs Oh God, Help me...I know you will help me,You have to help me. Oh thanks you have helped me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So here on “Tehzeeb* tries to heal himselfWaiting for the The Returns Of The StarsYeah “good days shall bring him back the smiles”. But thanks` to difficulties to make him strong So “Tehzeeb* was At The Visage Of “Predicament Mirage”B`cos “Somebody stole the stars of my Sky ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384268917306707056-7342437931581794596?l=jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9vfe46xMdGg/SZac9VypTaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/CaTxpMLJecQ/s320/1223560110Y45PvRb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9vfe46xMdGg/SEk1YOS8UTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HbegZBw-3P8/s1600-h/ist2_3514089_crying_child.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;HUM KAL "FIR" RAATBHAR ROTAY RAHE (PART2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Us din to sab kuch tootk barsa tha,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;kal hum khud hi tootk baras gaye,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Mere sinay main dil,aur hum dono.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Fir raat bhar raotay rahe...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyonki Ab tumto ho nahi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Sirf tumhare yaden ha,woh sari pichli baatain ha,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;sare tumhare wade ha,qasmain ha,wo hamai raat jagaye rakhi,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Kyonki hum Fir kal raatbhar rotay rahy.,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Kal achanaq un galiyon se fir hum guzre, janha,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;apse hum ghanto baten kiya karte thay,hamain,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;ajeeb andaz se daraty rahi,aur kehne lagi,use bhool jao,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Usko" wo wade yaad nahi ha,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Kal rat meri tanhaiyeh bhi mujhe dekhkar mazak udanelagi,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Kyonki hum Fir kal raatbhar rotay rahay..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achanaq subha ho gaye, ankhen laal ho gaye, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Din nikal aya, umeed thi aaj apko hum bhool jayenge,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Koshish karenge, aanson pooch dalenge, kab tak aise rotay rahenge?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Kyon tumhai ab bhi chahte hai, Intezar karte hai?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Woh" shayad khushhai, sochne laga ke Kya Unko" bhi nend aty hogy?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;ya mere tarah woh bhi ashq bahaty hogi?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Bus yahi soch kar....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Tehzeeb" KAL "FIR" RAATBHAR ROTAY RAHE, ROTAY RAHE..!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1384268917306707056-8684417458121063144?l=jazbaat-e-tehzeeb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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