In the land of Chitral there is Kalash,
Where the mountains rise and the rivers splash,
There lived a girl with eyes of green,
The most beautiful sight I have ever seen.
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The Month of December
In Quetta city where snow abounds,
December came with icy sounds.
A winter's chill, so sharp and clear,
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Amidst the fields and rolling hills,
The presence of pollution spills,
A harmful force that threatens all,
Both human health and nature's call.
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Snowflakes dance in the winter sky,
A beauty that catches the eye,
Each one unique, a work of art,
Etched in water's dreams from the heart.
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I miss the snowy night of Quetta,
When the world turned into a magical vista,
Watching from my window with delight,
As snowflakes fell from the sky all night.
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In the name of Allah, the Compassionate, the Merciful,
May peace and blessings be upon Muhammad and his family,
And upon the one who is the representative of the divine,
The son of Al-Hassan, the one who is a sign.
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Allah, the Ever-Living, the Sustainer,
Above all else, there is none greater,
Neither drowsiness nor sleep overtakes,
His power and might, no mortal can shake.
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In the month of Ramadan, we fast and pray,
To show devotion in a holy way.
For this is the month of Quran's first descent,
A guide for all with its divine content.
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Fake friends come and go,
With hidden agendas, they put on a show.
They pretend to care but really don't,
Their intentions are murky, like a dark moat.
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Rumi and Shams Tabraiz,
A friendship that lit up the skies,
Two souls that merged as one,
Their bond, brighter than the sun.
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