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)
bade dino baad mile pata hi nahi chala
बड़े दिनों बाद, आँखों में हम एक द
अलबेलों की इस धरती के त्योहार भी हैं
Tumhari achchai bahut achchi lagti hai,
Tumhari burai bahut buri lagti hai
Swatantrata ka samay ab aaya hai !
Uth mere veer javan uth,
Uth mere veer javan uth,
Lahlahaati is dharti me aaj,
Yaad to aati hogi tumko rulati hogi
Meri tasvir tumhe roj r
चलो फिर से बच्चे बन जाते हैं
लौट कर
Insan ki dagar par batcho ke,
Yr desh hai tumhara neta to tum ho kal ke,
Duniyan
My feelings make me alone,
Alone forever.
My friends don’t know my feelings,
Kya baat karu mein logo ki,
Sab aap bataye baithe hai.
Kuch dard chupaye baithe h
I love you so much.
Please never doubt this is true.
But I'm having such
