Munia Khan Quotes

Faithfulness: where faith is full of necessary trusts!

The center of my sins stuck behind a blocked door, circled by hollow deeds spread on my lifetime’s floor

Being empty makes me whole sometimes. I wonder if every hollow hole has its own solidity of fulfillment

The real satire starts when I’m shockingly mocked, not mockingly shocked.

For a brokenhearted person memories are the vital parts of misery

I left smiles on your wordless lipsThe night roads- dismal and narrow, dream’s path remains shadowy wideas our lone hearts felt that arrowFrom the Poem 'My Tomorrow

There lives a weeperin each of us-a silent mourner honoring our despairwhen our willingness slain by helplessness continues to resurrect to be slaughtered again

Only tears can hear the sound of pain when warm blood reddens discolored stain

Do not trap yourself into an owl's hooting soundwhere sad nights linger through the blackness of a hound

Pain pumps blood when heart dies

If you feel all damp and lonely like a mushroom, find the thick, creamy soup of joyfulness and just dive into it in order to make life tastier

Listen to the child in you and follow its innocence

We all belong to the holiness of our eternal soul.

Let’s pursue the visage of imagination

Nothing is unreal as long as you can imagine like a crow

Wolves fail to hide their integrity just like the way men fail to hide their own animality.

No food is edible, if you don’t feel like eatingStanding is incredible, if you hate sitting

Don’t let your dreams be forsaken by the starry nights

My pillows are dreaming, not me.With my eyes closed I only try to feel how they dream.

Sleep is my only ally united by a dream treaty

In my dreams I am sleepingI am sleeping in my dreamsI wish to dream in my sleepJust wish to dream in my sleep.

Departure of a year welcomes so many new memories

Fear no more as long as her memory surrounds you like a ghost…cry no more as long as she weeps for you like a willow.

My memories always clutch my brain to understand the past

From one moment to another memory steps back to rediscover the past

I’m looking for youin the bare corridor where my shadow is the only passerbyharmonizing an unsettling whisper: echoed through my chiming thoughtsFrom the poem 'Looking For You

Eagle's flight of loneliness soars so high Around its sigh, no more alone the sky Other birds remain away, clouds pass byBetween shrouds of life and haze sun rays die

I wish to spend a lifetime near a lighthouse where loneliness will be the glimmer of luminous prancing upon ocean waves… rising and falling only for my breathing.

I never feel alone realizing the fact that my life is my only life partner

Life’s harrowing echo only to be faded into exiled loneliness

It is hard to befool a fool who has already been fooled so many times

Strong anger can only make you weaker than you already are

Aging is not our fault, but we certainly are guilty of feeling it.

Our mistakes would not wish for anything more, if we could just stop giving birth to them.

It is the honey which makes us cruel enough to ignore the death of a bee

The problem is not in the sugar when it tastes bitter, the problem is with the tongue.

Wounds are inspirations to make us stronger than the sun which blazes the day to be longer

Just a single cord is enough to be tangled

An hour is indeed a long time when you count every second

Happiness lives in every corner of your home and if you are homeless, it lives under the leaves of trees, hiding beneath the sky's cloudiness. All you need to do is to find it with patience.

Our regrets want to bring back many things we leave behind

In a world of selfie-addiction smile usually is the brand name for an essential drug called pretense

Only the writers can change or fix the past by going back to edit old works

Failure is successful when you fail.

I love to chase my shadow to feel how it rests in the dark.

Rejoice with glitters of ashes tonightSparkling for moon's spiced silver biteUpon skin of darkness, loving night moreStorm begins unlocking cold wind's door

The twilight seems invidious.It simply can’t let the sun hide away when darkness is just another name for night..

Satan is never your well-wisher. Get the pleasure of making him annoyed on you by doing good deeds

In all the flames of fire fume’s left the traceInto the bluest sea the sky is drownedThe miracles of life can you embraceFrom the poem 'Can You Embrace?

Sitting makes us think of standingOur current stance keeps on demanding We wish to fly without the wings Puppets move before pulling the strings