Quotes by Munia Khan

Word-PowerBeing stuck in my room,Ive become a world traveler.If you wonder how...just guess how Ive reached you right now

We must yield to the power of words. Even God has chosen words to communicate with his creatures like us

My arrivalHer womb’s delightHer existenceMy living lightHer woundsMy scarsHer skiesMy starsHer daysMy hoursHer strengthMy powersI breathe my name Being her childWithout motherLife’s beguiledFrom the poem Mother

Sitting in a corner, I live like a toad Oh! How I love my room: my tiny abode! Here I wake up; and I sleep in hereThe world far away; yet virtually near Not that Im jailed in this place of graceJust dont want to face another face

A poet can imagine an iceberg singing a melancholic song while the world leaders find it difficult to imagine proper solution to global warming.

Deceivers are the most hideous creatures in the world

Lovers are the best birds in the world when they know how to fly higher...

Where in the world would a star be without the love of the sky?

Smile puts a smile on all the good things in the world

Happiness is the most magical thing in this world the amount of which remains the same, even after distributing it amongst innumerable unhappy people.

In a world of lovelightning and rainbow are lovers now. They arc and strike upon the horizon of credence to rise above their cloudy vow

Growing older is a blurred birth certificate that only can take us to this world’s perplexed journey, but it cannot smear the letters of the epitaph

In a cruel world kindness is certainly an unsafe virtue

We live in a world where a hut made of clay is more durable than brick buildings, because poverty doesnt allow it to be reconstructed.

Milk is the only juice in a world of cows.

Wind and breeze are separated todayCrimson twilight denies to fade away Grass blades turn brown to match the soilWe pretend to smile at every turmoil

Courage cannot be unveiled without reality

Passion lingers on a state of blissLove loves you more when you kiss

Home was never a dream for homeless people as they used to have their homes. Living in a home was their reality. Now we need to help them to find the lost-reality again.

When reality hurts, make sure to soar above the dream-stained sky!