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)
I'm sorry for hurting you, like the way I do
I'm sorry for the hurtful things I always sa
The winds are wild
The lightning strikes
The thunder booms
The storm is c
The years are taking their toll.
Another birthday has now arrived.
People you mee
जो जिससे मिला सिखा हमने, गैरों को भी अ
If only walls could talk,
They'd tell you about me,
And how they hear me scream
Buzz, buzz in your ear,
A bumblebee follows you everywhere.
I am that bee, can't
To hold you close to having you near
To have my breath against your ear
Whisperin
I don't want to keep feeling this way,
Because each time I come closer, you move away.
ऐसी कहाँ मेरी किस्मत कि आपका प्यार हम
HAR RISHTA NIBHANA JANTI HAI MAA
सुलाने के लिए मुझको, तो खुद ही जागती र
