From My Art Gallery

Excitement was on the peak

When I saw the affection freak

Those shining roads and they were sleek

Those castles and Towers could speak

Many people were get lost and were in seek

Ahh those blue eyes and rosy cheek

That story of love which was weak

Cruelty of world was in streak

Heart was hopeless and break

But again love is resonating in the streets of antique

The moon of dream is still peek

Heart is still shining but little bit bleak

Oh Romeo your city is still surrounded with loveable eek

I still want to find those techniques of tweak

Yesterday, today and tomorrow

I always want to feel the beauty of unique

©️ Aarzu_words


The Venice

From My Art Gallery

Why are the winds here so charming?

Have we met before too?

It is secretly coming to my mind

That we have been through here this before

Today the heart is saying again, let’s go far

Let’s walk in this city of waters and disappear from the sight of this world

Then no one can touch us

Just look at the narrow streets here that attract us

The waterways here kiss our feet

Just feel that the charisma of love is everywhere in this journey

Just pay attention, there is someone in the houses here,

Who is humming a love song

So, Holding each other’s hands in this endless journey of love together

Let’s get lost in the city of Venice

©️ Aarzu_words


You are wondering

where should I put my foot?

Where do i stay?

Where to handle?

There are strangely uneven routes

there are shapeless dark streets

It seems that total darkness has enveloped all the destinations

And sometimes the noise of melancholy shakes the frozen silence here

You must be wondering, right?

This is a strange world

There are unspoken complaints

there are unexpressed stories

there are suppressed dreams

there are frequent prayers

there are countless hopes

Now don’t say I didn’t tell you

Did not give you a chance to see the glimpse of the ways of my heart

Seeing your surprise

I would just like to say that

The paths of my heart are very rocky not to pass through here

©️ Aarzu_words


There is still some spectacle left

On the stage of life

Even more spectators will come

Even more gathering will rise

Then the noise of successes and failures will rise

Then man will be lost somewhere in competitions

©️ Aarzu_words


From My Art Gallery

I am in pursuit of heights

I am a traveler of icy winds

I have endured the vicissitudes of time

Now I’m going to find myself in a stalemate

It’s okay if I come back again otherwise

I’m a climber, don’t wait for me

©️ Aarzu_words


From My Art Gallery

When the heart is plunged into the darkness of melancholy, the breaths become very heavy

Then existence begins to tread the tiring paths of despair

It often happens that the courage to fight with the situation also loses and the anxiety sees the face of life

Yes we are weak and helpless human beings, we get tired,

We despair but we do not forget that there is no darkness in the planning of Almighty

Yes, the heart is sad, but there is always hope that the Almighty Allah sees our tears and hears our cries

He is not compelled nor bound. We are just a little hasty

We are sure of the grace of that Lord but we stumble and then in the end it is

The Lord of Glory who supports us and holds us back

So, Never think that any request you have is too much for Allah

He says, “Be” and it is. Then all the knots of despair are untied and

He is indeed the Greatest, and He is the Most Merciful

©️ Aarzu_words


From My Art Gallery

My sky is colouring the feather of my flight, shading with sun, moon and stars

My land is circulating my anxious feets, making them strong for the rocks of destinations

My heart is following unpredictable hopes, setting them on the way of glorious

My mind is understanding the truth of world, watching the tricky game of life

My dream is awaking in the sleepy eyes, seeking the imagination of charm

I’m living in the bubbles of some unforgettable moments, remembering those rigid behaviours

In the golden house of miracles, assuming in this raw world

©️ Aarzu_words


From My Art Gallery

Agreed…! that the turmoil of contacts has now subsided

The charisma of those moments have now faded

Now the heart does not burn from time to time

Yes, but this being still does not sleep peacefully

He is as careless today as he was yesterday

But his standard does not diminish even today

I remember that abundance of words

That flow of accent dipped in honey

The scent of the long-awaited sigh

The only thing that was attached to you was the spark of feeling

Ah, don’t know this innocent heart will remind how much memories

You have gone away but this heart does not believe

©️ Aarzu_words


From My Art Gallery

That rainy night scene is still bright with all its magical shadows in the eyes

When you, me and that shady tree of the forest are still standing in that beautiful moment of that rainy night

Whenever my heart was afraid of the sound of clouds, I hold your hand tightly and you used to enjoy with my fear

That flickering lamp of the forest is still burning in the flame of the heart under which you and I sat and awaited for the rain to stop

You used to look at me with meaningful sight over and over again made me confused and smiled

That beautiful companionship of that rainy night was so amazing and magical

Yes…,, You were the stranger of my dreamland but close to the heart

©️ Aarzu_words

Lightning Up that Writer’s Nook Tag

Thank you so very much my dear friend Saba for inviting me in this fun and facts contest.. It’s been really enjoyable and interesting for me.. I tried to play my best hope you guys like it and yes do visit her blog http://sabaniazsiddique.home.blog she is marvelous in the depth of her writing so catch the pearls of interesting words in the ocean of her creativity


1.Link back to the original creator’s post. Clickhere !
2.Thank the person who tagged you and link back to their post.
3.Answer at least 6 out of the 12 prompts (you’re welcome to do all!).
4.Tag 3-5 bloggers.
5.Have fun!

So, let’s start


Beauty has no name in this universe Beauty is just only a symbol, a glimpse of affection. When we talk about the beauty and it’s shine, mostly the moon come on the edge of thoughts. It shines, It brights with the magical beauty in the dark, heavy and alone nights. On the other side moon is always relatable with love.. Yes, for the lovers, He is my beloved moon, he appears and disappears like moon and I’m sitting on the beach and searching him all the way (some love story 😉) so, moon is the real charm of earth, far away but charismatic.


Very few people in the world who are so much anxious for their health and fitness, usually most of them are seeking numbers of benefits in several kind of things and few genius people are depend only to have an apple a day, they know about its worth and value. I think apple is the unique treasure of health for everyone. I myself prefer eating apples to keep maintain my skin glow and fitness. So, try to include this yummy treasure box in your daily life.


Think, if dreams have language then what does happen?. But yes, dream is probably a silent language if anybody understand these words. It’s hard to explain but thanks to canvas that, we can draw our dreams, our hopes, our imagination on this with the colours of happiness, griefs, emotions and hopes. If an artist draw something on canvas that’s mean he describes what he feels, what he thinks, what he see in the imagination. So, canvas is not just for fun and art, it is very touchy, delicate, beautiful medium where the dreams speaks, and imaginations emerges

Let’s come and play with…,

1: Notebook

2: Red Rosd

3: Olive

4: Ocean

5: Headphones

6: Sunglasses

You all are most welcome in the game of facts, let’s join the venture and have some fun… Thank you all for your appreciation and love..

Aarzu ❣️