Poems On Life

A tribute to school lyf:


"Ek muddat ke baad milne wali thi kaid se Azadi,
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Duniya bhi dekhi aur duniyadari bhi... dekhi maine hoti gaddaari bhi...

Duniya bhi dekhi aur duniyadari bhi dekhi...
dil par maine chalti hui dildaari bhi dekhi...

Welcome 2015

Sabke Dilon main ho
sabke liye Pyar,
Aanewala har din laaye
Khushiyon ka Tyohar

Time is Sleeping

Time is sleeping.
Sand will be the last thing remaining,
Sand that covers planets,

Self Created

True inner joy is self – created.
It does not depend on outer circumstances.
A ri

Lifes Choices

Life is full of choices
Make sure you pick the right one
Don't listen to the voices

Tomorrow (By Michael Mack)

Tomorrow smile at someone
That you've never seen before.
Take time to think of others

The Miracle

There is a majestic quality
In everyone for all to see.
Some keep it hidden, some nev

Destiny (By Kritika Bhatia)

Destiny plays an important role,
Whatever is written in it, is bound to happen.
No one

A Book Of Memories

Hidden in the attic,
all the way upstairs,
is something very special,
that I wo

Standing Alone

I can see the flower upon which my life grows, blooming into a rose.

See the hope an

Yeah, we are on the way.
Isn`t it great when you`re on the way?
Why on earth we should measure
The d

A Special World
A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see

A Pretty Woman
That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers,
And the blue eye
Dear and dewy,
And that infantine fre

A Divine Rapture
E'en like two little bank-dividing brooks,
That wash the pebbles with their wanton streams, <

A Valentine to My Wife
Accept, dear girl, this little token,
And if between the lines you seek,
You'll find the

A Song of Love
Hey, rose, just born
Twin to a thorn;
Was't so with you, O Love and Scorn?Sweet eyes that smil

Batter My Heart
Batter my heart, three person'd God; for, you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;

I Love You
When April bends above me
And finds me fast asleep
Dust need not keep the secret
A live hea

If
If life were but a dream, my Love,
And death the waking time;
If day had not a beam, my Love,<

 

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