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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Just Look Into My Eyes Baby

Look into my eyes.

Tell me what you see.

It won't be happy.

It won't be p

First Kiss...

We sat

And talked

About nothing

I looked

Into

Your eyes

badi badi desh ki bate

alag alag galiyon ko kon ginta hai 

saath khade ho rehne wale, desh tabhiu banta hai

You Are The Life To Me

When I am hurt

And broken apart,

When I have no purpose in life,

You tell

KHUDA UNKO BAKSH DETA HAI

Kya khub likha hai kisi ne Kya khub

 likha hai kisi ne, bakhsh deta hai

&nbs

veero ka safar

देख तेरा हौसला बुलंद अपार

 

तन

JINE KI CHAH

जीने की चाह सभी को होती है सदा।

ये

My Life....

All of my life

I was living in a lie.

It seems that my childhood

has flow

JAB AKELE HOTE

Jab akela hota hoon, rula jaati hain unki yaaedin.

Fir wohi beeti baatein yaad dila jaati

zamane ne mujhe chot di hai

मेरी तस्वीर अपने साथ लेना

अभी हाल

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