There is a majestic quality
In everyone for all to see.
Some keep it hidden, some never realize
The magnificence they hold in others' eyes.
Ah, yes, life itself is the gift.
Though the memory, itself, Time doth sift.
And some might think the reverence gone
As those we love one by one pass on.
But the intricacies Fate doth weave
In commemoration for all who grieve.
Are the blessings given to rebirth
From souls no-longer of this earth.
At first notice I came undone,
My father staring at me through my son.
But, now, in joy I ascertain
Through him, my father lives again.
I look to heavens' resounding grace
Renewed appreciation of life and my place.
Knowing as each newborn child opens their eyes
The miracle continues, no one really dies.
(Michael Anderson)
हरी भरी धरती हो
नीला आसमान रहे
alag alag galiyon ko kon ginta hai
saath khade ho rehne wale, desh tabhiu banta hai
Gati prabal pairon mein bhari
Phir kyun rahoon dar dar khada
Jab aaj mere saamne,
Are you bored?
Millions of people
spend every wakin
Let me sing you a love song
About what I feel in my heart;
Butterflies can't find
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet,
And I love you.
NEEND UD GAYI PATA HI NA CHALA
जिंदगी की आपाधापी में कब हमारी उम्र न
Always and forever is so far away,
But know I'll stand by you for every last day,
खुशनसीब होते हैं वो लोग….!! जो इस देश
The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some
