The Miracle


Posted on 11th Dec 2014 06:05 pm by mohit kumar

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)

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HUM EK NAYA SAMAJ BANAY

भारत माँ के वीर सपूतों

के बलिदानो

Live Life To Fullest

Life is like an old house; it gets used,

worn-out and old.

Then it's time to move

Be The Best Of Whatever Who You Are

If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,

Be a scrub in the valley — but be

My Weakness

Until I met you my heart stood still

Like the moon and the sun

Their love is true

Your Smile On My Mind

I wake up every day with your smile on my mind.

It's a beautiful sight to behold, so soft

We Wear The Mask

We wear the mask that grins and lies,

It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—

AZADI KA ARTH

म नन्हें-मुन्ने हैं बच्चे,

आजादी क

kya pata hai tumhen

Kya pta hai tujhe?

ki mere jajbaato ka alfaaj tu hai,

mere hontho par bikhari mus

Relations...

Relationships are like lemons,

sour but sometimes sweet,

a kiss is like a cherry,

aalok kare jan bharat

नव-जीवन का वैभव जाग्रत हो जनगण में,

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