Being oneself is much more imperative than the worldly traits. So first of all I'm just me. A straight forward, genuine, factual person I'm and am looking for such friends who are like me. I don't believe in boasting, so my friend would be a better evaluator of me how I'm. Just here to share smiles because all has to perish. The only thing that would survive is sweet memories. If we are good and honest, those memories would keep on gleaming like jewels and we would be remembered today, tomorrow and always.

Just be yourself whatever you may be ...that doesn't matter!




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Writing is my First Love, I just adore writing. I write Poetry, Quotations and all the fine things. I like sports too. My fav. sports are Basketball, Squash, TableTennis etc. I like meeting new people and be keen on knowing about them and share my knowledge and experience with them.

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My Fresh Poems!


                      YOU
          By NAVEED IQBAL

You!....a creation so cute,
Sounding just like a lute.

So perfect from head to toe,
Even fairies can't be so.

Eyes..sweete​r than sweet dreams,
And not less than blue streams.

Every action, so gentle,
Enough for being sentimental.​

Your smile .... so attractive,
Heart confirms, it’s effective.

Every habit.... just right,
Having too... decent insight.

You're really an ideal one,
Life a heaven if you're won.



                          MY DREAM ............​...
                                By Naveed Iqbal

A cot near hill we'll be having,
Together there we'll be dwelling.

Never will rise the sun of sorrow,
Rays will bring a joyous tomorrow.

Clouds of distress if ever tease,
Tolerance of ours will never cease.

Never shall spread a gloomy night,
Ever shall glow our love's light.

Roam shall we ...... hand in hand,
On snowy mountains, on scorching sand.

Never shall exist a diverse ground,
Harmony between us will be ever found.

Blessed are those whose dreams come true,
Waiting I'm for .... such grand virtue.





WHY TO BLEND PRESENT WITH BITTER PAST?
                     By Naveed Iqbal

I adored someone so much dearly,
No adjective can express that clearly.

I sank everything for her in world,
In solitude even, her voice I heard.

I never desired anything more,
Her love inhabited in every core.

Ready was I to face even death,
Dedicated to love was every breath.

Then suddenly changed the whole scene,
Such a havoc, never I had foreseen.

Thought of mine couldn't embrace facts,
Unaware innocent love was of such tacts.

That someone then denied my love,
I just complained to the skies above.

Leaving me alone, she left for ever,
Of such end, I had thought never.

My confidence then shattered apart,
Sincerely I had played my love part.

The world called me a "Smilin​g Face",
But tears were decorated in this vase.

To myself then I made a promise,
"I'll ignore burnt emotions' hiss.

Why to blend present with bitter past,
Ahead of mine lied a life vast.

Someone’d have been created for me,
She’ll arrive to return my glee.

Gloomy night’ll end some day,
To heavens I pray for that ray.

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Stunning but deficient Evening ………….

Sitting lonesome in my backyard …. and analyzing all the stunning colors, the entire tints  of  the evening …… the evening has all the charisma ……… blended with all appealing shades with which the nature has painted it …… but its fascination would have multiplied a thousand times if You ….  only You were there ….. your unification in the colours of eve would have turned the eve into a heavenly and a divine eve …… the calm ….. the soothingness​ of which would have been like the tranquil of your shoulder that my head has when it’s over it!


                                            PASSIONS ……....

Loving her has delights unbound, but remaining away from her has pains beyond limits. The time of being together …… sharing each others' true feelings for each other are for very short instant …… but then the mount of distances …….. the twinge of waiting ……. the desperate prayer for her coming …….. the anguish, the agony, the woe  all these carry is immeasurable​.
Today another day has passed …… can’t say without her ….. because when she is not here ……. she is more here ….. occupying all the solitude …. The entire loneliness ……. Her longing entrapping my whole ………. but she hasn’t come. I waited again and this wait made my adoration grow more again ……. because my love for her is not connected to material desires ….worldly things …… love is just love ….. the name of being washed away by staring at the way on which she has to come ………..   don’t know whether she would be near me for ever or not ….. but can’t say that I would ever relinquish loving her. How can I quit loving her …she is the one who has lit the candle of worship in my sensitivity …..the one who has awoken exclusive adorable feelings of loving inside me ……has skilled me to laugh in tears and to cry in smiles …….. has given me rationale to live ……. has breathed existence in my purposeless life ….. how can I quit loving her ……. can a blind refuse to keep eyes after having eyesight ……… all my love ….all my life …all my prayers ….. all my belongings are for her …….. I’m everything with her and I’m nothing without her ……. wait I shall for her till I’m breathing and even beyond ……. she is so precious for me … precious just like Almaz ….the most valuable stone ….. but she is not a stone ……she is the kindest of creations …… the most adorable creation God ever shaped ….. my only ….. my all …………….!




One of my recently published articles!


                                                     LIFE
Life ..... a realism too straight forward to define, ........ an idealism too complicated to delineate.

Ages have gone, but still eras are necessitated​ to depict this mystery. Many have dipped the pen of their thoughts in the ink of time to portray this enigma ....... but the more the one tries to lunge into this riddle, the more complicated turns this conundrum.
After all, what is this accumulation​ of confusion ..... a bunch of bewilderment​, a throng of perplexity, a bevy of mystificatio​n?
For an ill-fated, wretched self who has lost his entire and has nothing else to lose, it's no more than a heap, a stack of woes, wretchedness​ and dejection laid on his head to be carried to the other end of the world that looks now to be at the remoteness of ages not miles.
A jubilant, ecstatic, elated lover teemed with flaming passions ........ swarmed with glowing emotions ...... enthralled with blazing obsession takes life as a fiery mission ...... the sole destination of which is a single precious look of his beloved, the sole existence in the air where his sweetie pie has breathed in, the dream of exceptional melody uttered from the rosy lips of his adored one calling his name, the few hand printed words from his sweetheart depicting the fantasy of her confession!
A true mother takes a sole innocent smile, a solitary luscious utterance 'MAMA' of her child as the only life ..... the existence where there is only one cute, endearing and adorable adolescent in the whole wide world and that is her own child!

Life ...... life ..... life ....... a question answered ..... answer of which is still a question!

NAVEED IQBAL
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MAGIC WORDS

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My Quotes
( From my published book "MAGIC WORDS",​ available on line too)
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Hardwork is a cheque that can be cashed everywhere.

Love is not love until it raises a storm.

Lovers have more tombs than palaces.

Fate is the common target of all the losers.

The girl who gives her heart can give you everything.

Troubles always follow those who are afraid of them.

Quoting an example is so easy, but setting an  example is so difficult.

Love is made by two, but is ruined by the one.

Love is a thing that provides company without disturbing solitude.





My Fresh Quotes for my book "MOVING​ WORDS"

* Ability turns the possibility into availibilty.​

* Loneliness tastes sweeter at the top only.

* Life comprising nothing is better than the life lead by compromising​ our dreams.

* A child of 10, a girl of 20, and a man of 60 have the same temper.

* The lessons taught in the childhood compose the chapters of stages of life that follow.