Kheyal Darya

A mound of thoughts

challenges

Motivational

Act Now!

Act Now: The Two Fatal Errors That Keep Great Projects from Coming to Life We all have great ideas. We all have dreams. But too often, those ideas and dreams never come to life. Why? There are two fatal errors…

Motivational

Awake, My Brethren

In a world of endless mysteries, we find ourselves In a realm of challenges, where paths are not smooth Within this realm lies a guardian, the caretaker of its essence Where everyone wanders aimlessly, lost in a haze Embrace the…

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Eating Together

Eating together is a symbol of love and affection. By: Mohammad Ifrahim Butt Nov. 2012

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سچی کہانی

محبوب آپ کے قدموں میں

پاکستان جاتا تو مزارات علامہاقبال و سید علی ہجویری رحہ پہ پونے دو سو کلو میٹر کا سفر کر کے فاتحہ کے لئے حاضر ہوتا۔ایک دفعہ خیال آیا کیوں نہ لوگوں کے  رویوں کا تجربہ کیا جاۓ۔میں نے داتا صاحب…

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کہانی

دو اجنبی ایک آجنبی شہر میں

چند سال ہوۓ ایک کمپنی کےلائسنس کی تجدید کرانا تھی تین دن کی چھٹی لے کر بیگ گلے میں ڈالا اور مطار اسلام آباد سے ٹیکسی پکڑ کرسیدھا امیگریشن بیورو کے سامنے سات بجے فٹ پاتھ پہ لگی ناشتے کی…

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Footsteps on the Sand

Oh friend, soften the bitterness of your tone,I am too sensitive, too easily overthrown. I still recall soft footsteps on the sand,Leaving home behind, afraid of the unknown. Through burning deserts I travel, restless, worn,I tremble at shadows, at trees…

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LOVE

The irony of love, a burdened heart’s plight, Love’s intoxication, the passion in sight. In love, the tumult within grows ever strong, The sought-after love, a union of heart and sight.   By: Mohammad Ifrahim Butt Jan, 2023  

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Poem

Solace Among Singing Trees

I have witnessed defeat, a garland of dismay, I have witnessed autumn’s hues slowly fade away. Hidden behind death’s veiled shroud, I have glimpsed life, a secret yet allowed. Seeking refuge from the piercing dart’s sting, I have found solace…

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Poem

Was’aal (Meeting again)

Oh, behold the whirlwind and radiant glow, Imprinted deep within my soul, they flow. The sight stood still, frozen in time’s embrace, Regret’s whispers mingling with the breeze’s trace. An atmosphere of torment and melancholy, As agony and longing danced…

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O Lord! A Dua

I see my sins and feel shame within I turn my eyes to you, seeking forgiveness and grace to win My heart is torn, away from your divine light I bow my head in submission, seeking you might You are…

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