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)
I'm glad to be best friends
but I still miss your touch
the love that you gave me
It's only through mistakes we make
We learn where we went wrong.
It's only when w
Hope is in the springtime,
When the first bird of the year chirps.
When the first
Spread your wings and flap to fly.
The sky is there for you to try.
You say the w
I hate this feeling of being so lonely,
Without someone around who underst
I'll be with you as long as you want me to,
Until the end of time.
The day I met
“मन जहां डर से परे है
और सिर जहां
कुमकुम से करें तिलक तेरा तु प्रीत से
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
Fursat Mile To Dil Ko Ye Samjha Jao Kisi Din
Ek Mohabat Ke Rishte Ko Nibha Jao Kisi Din,
Jo Mil Jaye Kabhi Fursat To Pa
