“My body weeps to live when you make me believe that someday I will be dead soul sleepless in graveyard's bed” — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
It is always the soul and brain that really matters; never the heart or mind. — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
“I feel like a real dead one: having neither blood to bleed nor any flesh or bone to feel the scars; yet… — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
“There’s an infant part in our souls which longs for the lullaby truths of life every night for a tranquil slumber.” — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
“Our souls are always looking for love, and hearts wait to treasure it.” — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
“Wrap your mind around my thoughts as I wrap my soul around your heart.” — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
“Far away soul in a dreamy state Forgotten slumber seemingly late Pure rhythmic love now rising higher Unclad passion our only attire” — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
“Souls of love breathlessly sail Towards our time when hours fail To cope with longing here we are Chasing the speed of… — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
“Wings can only fly as long as the bird flies Soul blackens when you put on vestment of lies White candle wax… — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
“Who’s gonna bring the wild animals some hope? If we don’t love them the way they are..” — Munia Khan Copy Share
“Blood is everywhere.. Vultures take shelter beneath the tanks; for the fumed sky is unsafe for their avian flight to prey on the Palestinian… — Munia Khan Copy Share
“A little tranquil lake is more significant to my life than any big city in the world” — Munia Khan Copy Share
“We can always be human Meeting each day a wise new man But the Animal Kingdom to which we belong Animals we are; this… — Munia Khan Copy Share
“We wait for the new year to appear to us like the hopeful sun bringing aspiring light to an eager world” — Munia Khan Copy Share
It is always the soul and brain that really matters; never the heart or mind. — Munia Khan Copy Share
“I try to grasp the colour of my blood and all I feel is life slipping through the colourless veins.” — Munia Khan Copy Share
“(This is from a tribute poem to Ronnie James Dio: Former lead vocalist of the band Rainbow, Black Sabbath. This is written with all… — Munia Khan Copy Share
