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)
One word can start a friendship,
One kiss a love affair,
One smile can bring you
When I Die I Want Your Hands On My Eyes
When I die I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and the wheat of your beloved h
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
Dosti Wo Nahi Hoti Jo Jaan Deti Hai,
We're Best Friends
Like a daisy in the sun,
she's my friend, she's no.1,
she is as sweet as a chocol
Kuch Baatein Hum Se Suna Karo,
Kuch Baatein Hum Se Kiya Karo,
Mujh
दोस्ती में हमने दोस्तो को नजराना पेश
What has happened is never spoken,
And everything around me has been broken.
Ther
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
You told me you loved me,
but your eyes were empty.
You told me yo
