đ TITLE / ØšŲŲØ§Ų“I Am Yours — But Am I Only Your Heart’s Toy?”"Ų ÛÚē ØĒŲ ÛØ§ØąØ§ ÛŲÚē — Ų Ú¯Øą ÚŠÛØ§ Ų ÛÚē ŲŲØˇ ØĒŲ ÛØ§ØąÛ Ø¯Ų ÚŠØ§ ÚŠÚžŲŲŲØ§ ÛŲÚē؟"---⭐ PART 1 — POEM (English + Urdu)đĩ English Poem“I Am Yours—Not a Toy”I am yours—not a forgotten
đ TITLE / ØšŲŲØ§Ų “I Am Yours — But Am I Only Your Heart’s Toy?” "Ų
ÛÚē ØĒŲ
ÛØ§ØąØ§ ÛŲÚē — Ų
Ú¯Øą ÚŠÛØ§ Ų
ÛÚē ŲŲØˇ ØĒŲ
ÛØ§ØąÛ Ø¯Ų ÚŠØ§ ÚŠÚžŲŲŲØ§ ÛŲÚē؟" --- ⭐ PART 1 — POEM (English + Urdu) đĩ English Poem “I Am Yours—Not a Toy” I am yours— not a forgotten echo, not a borrowed breath, but the quiet pulse that repeats your name even when silence grows heavy. What is your dream? Tell me gently… I have folded my wishes like hidden letters to make room for your sky. Am I the toy of your heart? Held close in loneliness, and left untouched when daylight brings other distractions? Or am I the truth you avoid— the kind of love that gives without fear and waits without complaint? I am yours— not because you claimed me, but because some devotions are born already surrendered. Yet tell me… When will your dream hold me with the care I have carried for you through every storm of doubt? --- đĸ Urdu Poem (Ø§ØąØ¯Ų ŲØ¸Ų
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ÛÚē ØĒŲ
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