Hidden in the attic,
all the way upstairs,
is something very special,
that I would like to share.
My hopes,
my dreams,
old photographs,
of good times and bad times that make me laugh.
The joy of a hug,
the thrill of a kiss,
leaves me to remember the pure, simple bliss.
I cry for the fun,
and giggle for the pain,
I enjoyed the good life I was able to maintain.
The thoughts and wishes,
they all stay with me,
all of these contained in my book of memories.
(Kathleen Sheppard)
Look into my eyes.
Tell me what you see.
It won't be happy.
It won't be p
We sat
And talked
About nothing
I looked
Into
Your eyes
alag alag galiyon ko kon ginta hai
saath khade ho rehne wale, desh tabhiu banta hai
When I am hurt
And broken apart,
When I have no purpose in life,
You tell
Kya khub likha hai kisi ne Kya khub
likha hai kisi ne, bakhsh deta hai
&nbs
देख तेरा हौसला बुलंद अपार
तन
जीने की चाह सभी को होती है सदा।
ये
All of my life
I was living in a lie.
It seems that my childhood
has flow
Jab akela hota hoon, rula jaati hain unki yaaedin.
Fir wohi beeti baatein yaad dila jaati
मेरी तस्वीर अपने साथ लेना
अभी हाल
