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)
Apney hisse ka diya khud jalaana hoga...
Khawahish Se Nahi Girtey Phal Jholi Mein
Waqt Ki Shakh Ko Mere Dost Hilana Hoga
Kuch
I don't have a controller,
And I don't have a screen,
I don't need to be plugged
I'm no longer whole
And sadly neither is he
We've been locked out by pain
We all have many types of friends,
And in our lives, they come and go.
But if we
KISI KE LIYE SARTAAJ HAI ZINDGI
किसी के लिए सरताज है जिंदगी
कभी दो
Mohabbat Karli Tumse Bahut Sochne Ke Baad,
Ab Kisi Ko Dekhna Nahi Tumhe Dekhne Ke Baad,
लाल रक्त से धरा नहाई,
श्वेत नभ पर ल
मैं ना जानू दोस्त तेरे दूर हो जाने के
यही है ज़िन्दगी कुछ ख़्वाब चन्द उम्म
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
