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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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 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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In the vale of shadows, where mountains stand tall,
A tale of sorrow echoes, a haunting call.
Kashmir, the land of dreams and despair,
Solidarity binds us, a burden we share.
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A strong woman, she knows her worth,
In touch with thoughts and values from birth.
Confident in her abilities, she'll try,
And never let setbacks make her cry.
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In a lush green forest far and wide,
With a monkey swinging in the tide.
He was curious and kind, always on the move,
But something caught his eye that made him groove.
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Zinnia and Ava, sisters they are,
Two hearts beating, never too far,
In Zinnia's lap, Ava finds peace,
In her warm embrace, all worries cease.
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Fly like an eagle, spread your wings so wide,
High above the mountain, let your spirit guide.
Touch the endless sky, soar towards the sun,
With grace and strength, your journey's begun.
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