The Tyrants


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

The tyrants are on the loose again;
They hate all but their own.
They give their lives to kill us,
To scatter our blood and bone.They care not whom they murder,
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Whether woman, man or child;
Their minds are full of fury;
Their sickness has gone wild.To rule the world with violence
Is their one and only goal;
Terror is their method;
They want complete control.We’ve seen it all before,
And we could not let it be;
We gave our lives for freedom,
For the world, and for you and me.We fight all forms of oppression,
Helping victims far and near,
To keep the world from chaos,
To protect what we hold dear.America’s the only country
That gives with its whole heart,
And asks so very little;
We always do our part.So let’s unite again
To subdue our newest foe,
Whatever we must do,
Wherever we must go.Let’s show the world once more
That America is blessed
With people who are heroes,
Who meet each and every test.

-By Joanna Fuchs
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TUM SANSO KI MEHEK MEI

Gumnam chahato ka silsila

Aur kitne din chalega

Gum ka suraj sarpar se

Ka

CHEHRE PE KITABO SE JYADA LIKHA HAI

GIRNA BHI ACHHA HAI 

OUKA KA PATA CHALTA HAI

BADTE HAI JUB HATH UTHANE KO&nb

My Brother Can Eat

My brother can eat.

Hide your fruits,

Hide your snacks,

Hide all your tre

At the Mid Hour of Night
At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life sho

You Mean The World To Me

You mean the world to me.

Nothing will ever come between us.

No matter what anybo

Looking For Eternal Love

I start my journey on having faith

That someday I'll find my day

I know this day

Look Inside Of Me

I'm happy when you look at me.

A smile is what you see,

But what would you get

Batter My Heart
Batter my heart, three person'd God; for, you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;

YE MERE DESH KI NAHI HAI

हीं, ये मेरे देश की आंखें नहीं हैं

à¤

While You Weren't Here

While you weren't here

I cried every night.

A million tears fell,

Still,

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