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)
वह जीवन भी क्या जीवन है,
sala tumhe loot kar hi khayega
Na jaane kaha hai aya hai…
Na jaane kaha ko jaega..
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It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
I Wished For Your Love On A Shooting Star
I wished for your love on a shooting star
and didn't think my wish would get too far.
I often wish I were a King,
And then I could do anything.
If only
Why Did I Break Up With The Guy I Love?
You poison me with your eyes,
Your lips curving, drawing me in.
How can you trust
Oh, dear,
Oh, my gosh,
I hope that no one saw,
I wish that I could laugh,
Baby, when you hold me, my emotions makes it clear
Just how much you mean to me while we
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
