JAWAD ALI

01/04/2024

Knowing your dreams is one thing, but making them reality is altogether different. ♥️
So, don't just dream, have the courage to make your all dreams come true with the help of Allah.
As it is rightly said that Allah helps those, who help themselves. ✌️🙂

25/02/2024

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐛-𝐄-𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭!
The night of Fortune And Forgiveness.
ALLAH is Ghafoor and Ar-Raheem ( Forgiving & Merciful). Remember Mistakes are Forgiven, Only if You Get the Courage to Admit Them.
𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐡 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐔𝐬 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐧!

18/02/2024

15/02/2024

Beshak ❤️❤️💯
🥀🍃💕🤍💕🌿✨️...
゚

13/02/2024

Three Principles For a Happy Life:
First; Use things, not people.
Second; Love people, not things.
Third; Respect all, value few. ❤️🙂

30/01/2024

If you have to hurt other people in order to feel powerful, you are an extremely weak individual.
! 🙂❤️

08/01/2024

"My Color of Darkness"
Once again I woke up right under midnight's spell
I’m dizzy in my mysteries where nightmare’s stories tell
My color of darkness is set deep inside my eyes
It is mine when I die until then it’s all in the lies
“Where the light touched me is where my shadow will burn”
“Cooking my bones in my sweat and skin red never to learn”
The truth is in the darkness I found twelve hours before
The same number in an age when death knocked on the door
Vagueness in a color that’s different than I’ve ever seen the night
New to my mind as a child fears started strangling me now ever-tight
It’s years of feelings and thinking that left me all confused
Slowly the line of blue disappears leaving me black and bruised
I started to accept the change when I ignored the day
After drinks and joints at a late-night game, my mind decided to play
I did have plenty of followers or did the followers lead me?
The path that I followed kept shadows of colors to see
There’s an overcast sky of grey that once again decides to bleed
I tilt my head and drink up the red color of darkness I need
Thoughts of light grew dim enough for me a mask is grown
Learning lessons that tears are weak leaves my soul unknown
Years of a night of black and white is where my dreams predict
That I will fall in holes of black with a needle and a 100-proof lick
Until then I am a child man disappearing in my world of hurt
My color keeps me curious as to why my coffins filled with dirt
This will be my beginning of my colors with an attitude
I won’t see a rainbow's pot of gold just me in life abused

23/12/2023

جھوٹی شان کے پرندے ہی زیادہ پھڑ پھڑاتے ہیں۔۔
خاندانی بازوں کی اڑان میں کبھی آواز نہیں ہوتی!

14/12/2023

بس ایک میری بات نہیں تھی،
سب کا درد دسمبر تھا،
برف کے شہر میں رہنے والا،
اِک اِک فرد دسمبر تھا،
پچھلے سال کے آخر میں بھی،
حیرت میں ہم تینوں تھے،
ایک مَیں تھی
اک تنہائی تھی،
اک بے درد دسمبر تھا،، ؟🎀🥀