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| Reviewed by Sandra Mushi |
12/28/2005 |
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We can't live with each other, but yet we can't live without each other - the greatest irony of life. Lol. Great write, Masood!
God bless,
Sandie. |
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| Reviewed by Amira van Kerk |
9/29/2005 |
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Nice comparision with colors. Assume there are far more than in a rainbow?
As long as she only breaks your knee.....
Amira
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| Reviewed by ~Indigo~ Elga |
8/6/2005 |
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Dear Masood,
Love and passion through the eyes of a romantic. Pak mohabbat never tires, it is a circle of forever learning never satiated.
Ajmal kavya :)
bagal-men marna?
Elga
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| Reviewed by ~ Chanti |
4/8/2005 |
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This one was written a certain amount of cynical humour and wit but I suspect that you are a lover at heart. There is a romantic soul in there. Your last poem is proof of that.
May love bloom forever in your heart.
Chanti |
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