The origin of everything is same whether it is made of light or clay. — Masaud Akhtar Zaigham, The Jewels of Urdu Poetry Copy Share WhatsApp
by Masaud Akhtar Zaigham
Poetry · 700 pages
“There is nothing left of my home except the desire to build it.”
“My ego never allowed me to narrate the true pain of my heart.”
“Life itself is nothing but a continuous chain of separations.”
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