Shayari Bazar

A Subtle Vaingloriousness Nags, To Have Been A Cynosure: A Show Piece Extraordinaire Of Forte And Facade; But The Image Dejects. I Slump Into A Flaccid Self – A Limp Heap Of Divested Fatigues. In Retrospect, Missteps Loom Large; Glossy Silhouettes Of Bizarre Phantoms Grimace From A Distance: The Mocking Demons Of My Own Make. In A Fit Of Despair, I Can’t Help A Few Tears. M. Farooq Malik