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)
zindagi bahut chhoti si hai achhe se ji lo
kabhi kabhi kuchh chizen apni man
ki bhi kar le ni chahiy
kunki ye zindgi b
I remember when I was small and cool,
I was always playing truant from school.
My
एक अजनबी तुम एक अजनबी हम अनजानी राहों
A friend is not just someone who hangs out with you.
A friend is someone who cares about
LIKHTI HU TUMHARE INTEZAAR MAI
लिखती हूँ मैं,
तेरे इजहार का इंतजा
If one name is but a glimpse of their soul
Then we are simple machines on cruise control<
कभी हंसाती है तो कभी रुलाती है जिंदगी
I Fell In Love With My Best Friend
We were best friends.
Now we're even more.
You don't know how much.
of yo
Larry came into my bar
Every day to drink two beers.
"My brother’s death; o
विपदाओं से रक्षा करो – यह न मेरी प्र
