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)
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
To live content with small means;
to seek elegance rather than luxury,
and refine
यूँ जिन्दगी के ख्वाब दिखा गया कोई,
You broke my heart
And won't repair it
You took my love
and won't give it
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
I lay in my bed and think about you.
I love you so much' I don't know what to do.
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