In the quiet shadows where whispers fade,Echoes of his voice linger in the night,The vibrant words he once gently laid,Now…
In the twilight of an ancient land, a voice echoes, Amir Khusro, the bard of mystic prose, With every word,…
In the quiet of the night, where shadows creep, The poet’s voice, now silenced, finds its sleep. Words once vibrant,…
Upon the wings of time, we swiftly glide, As hours melt away like morning dew. Each fleeting second slips, we…
In the quiet whispers of the night, Where shadows dance with moon’s light, A soul of sorrow, deep and wise,…