He is the tear without weeping, a guardian whilst you are sleeping,
The thorn without a rose, the invisible ink when writing prose...
The thorn without a rose, the invisible ink when writing prose...
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- Location:
- Lahore, Pakistan
- Birthday:
- May 3
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Ubaid Ullah Ahmed “Touch not the flute when drums are sounding around; when fools have the word, the wise will be silent.”
Ubaid Ullah Ahmed Improve yourself to be perfect, but never try to improve perfection!
Ubaid Ullah Ahmed Tu janay naaaaa.....
Yeah we had lots of fun at Anam's farewell.... and lol this is the farewell song for anam ;)
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Ubaid Ullah Ahmed
Peace of mind ---- http://beyondthecanvas.blogspot.com/2009
Ubaid Ullah Ahmed
“Touch not the flute when drums are sounding around; when fools have the word, the wise will be silent.” ------ http://beyondthecanvas.blogspot.com/2009
Miles apart from you Driving on this lonely road Friendless and alone again...
Ubaid Ullah Ahmed
You would not believe your eyes
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep
Ubaid Ullah Ahmed Sleepless, lightless, I've been waiting for you... In secret, counting the hours until the morning sun... How would you love now what's inside of me, I wonder how we don't have to be anything else but this...........
Running though the dark Alone and dreary You start to slowdown...
Ubaid Ullah Ahmed
Life has its music; let us seek a way - not to jangle the chords whereon we play.
So let the music play .....
© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed
Ubaid Ullah Ahmed
Let the music play http://beyondthecanvas.blogspot.com/2009
