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)
tu juda hoyo par teri yaad juda naa hoi
saath tere mujhe rehna hai
tu is mo
Gati prabal pairon mein bhari
Phir kyun rahoon dar dar khada
Jab aaj mere saamne,
I want to run, I want to hide
From all the pain he caused inside.
I want to screa
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
We are often greatly bothered
By two fussy little men,
Who sometimes block our pa
नींद तो अब भी नहीं आती,
भुख तो अब भी
Tomorrow smile at someone
That you've never seen before.
Take time to think of others
Go into this week
with the attitude that
your peace,
your health of mind,
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
राजीव: ऐ दिल तू क्यों रोता है…!!!
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