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Uzma Sadaf
A Half Person
A Mirror
A Misconception
A
Nameless Girl And A Few Poems of Hers
All
Decisions Are Made on a Tea Cup
All is
not According to Our Wishes
All the
Birds Have Been Imprisoned
All The
Pages Have Been Turned Over
All The Writings
Are Blank
And I am Left All
Alone
Certain Realities
December
Dim Reflections
Disappointments
Even
Today the Things are the Same
For What Should I
Speak
Heart and Eyes
How Could You Think
So!
How Cruel You Are!
I Am A Great Sinner
I Am The Mother
I Had a Deception
If I were Worthy of
It
If the Night
Passes Safely
I Like To See The
Dreams
I Shall
Sip All My Tears
I Was Not Meant
For This
Is
it the Mind or a Gushing Spring
Illusion
It Is
The Matter of Only Yesterday
Just to Judge
Ourselves
Life is a Reality
Life Is As It Is
Mother
My Mother
New Birth is Very
Costly
Nothing is
Hidden from the Stars
Now I Don’t Need You
Oh! My Pearl
Poetry and Passions
Say it Only Once
Sensitivity
So Many
Thoughts and Dreams
Some
Consideration of the Days Passed!
The Agony of Tomorrow
The Arrows of the
Words
The Blackness of
Hypocrisy
The Blank Papers
The Chill of Silence
The City of Sand
The Clay
The Days Pass Away
The Dust Speaks Out
The Empty Hands
The End
The Failed Love
The Gloomy Winter
Evening
The Eyes
of the Sun have Grown Old
The Journey of the
Dots
The Last Hope
The Limit of Sins
The Long Stay
The Season of the
Heart
The Soaked Wings
The Stay on The Way
The Sun Has Died Out
The Sun Will
Keep On Looking
The Time Has Changed
The Time is Out of
Joint
The Thoughts Make
Circles
The Traveler of
the Night
The unnamed
Melancholy
The Waking Corpse
This is December
There are Many
Other Grief's
There is a
Story from My Life
There is no Justification in such a Living
There Must be Some Excuse to Pass Life
They Have
Marched to the Cities
There Was A Person Whom I Called My Own
Those Are
The Different People
To a Friend
Today and Yesterday
We are
Strange Kind of People
When You Departed
Who Says
The Passion Has Died Away
Without You!
You Are The Same But…
You Are Not At Fault
Your Love is a
Tragedy
