A Book Of Memories


Posted on 11th Dec 2014 06:00 pm by mohit kumar

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)

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Life Circle..

When I am born, you are here

In your eye, I see a tear

Time flies and already I'm

Intjar Karna Padta Hain

 

Ab humein neend nahi aati,

Bas ek dastoor hai jo nibhana padta hai,

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I'm Getting Lonely

It's getting cold and I'm getting lonely

Wishing someone would sit down and hold me

ME TERI NA BANOO TO KEHNA

मैं मोहब्बत हूँ मोहब्बत करके देख,

ESA DIN NA AY TUMHARE BAGAIR REHNE KA

इश्क़ किया है तुमसे तुम्हारी इबादत की

laga jese me khud ko mill gayi

Haan pata tha mujhko dobara usi raste jaa rahi hoon jahan ghum bahut hain

Par gam ki kya

sone ki chidiya

जहाँ डाल-डाल पर सोने की चिड़िया करती

Yes , No..

My turn signal wasn’t working,

So I asked for help from a friend.

"Stand be

sala tumhe loot kar hi khayega

Na jaane kaha hai aya hai…

 

Na jaane kaha ko jaega..

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Drowning...

They come in waves,

my feelings for you.

And not pretty whitecaps

dancing

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