जिस देश में गंगा बहती है
कुछ लोग जो
O, My Friend मालूम है मुझे की मैं कुछ भी लिखु तुम इ Tere khoobsurat aankhon mein aansoo achche nahin lagte, Chaahe jitnaa bhi Until' The End Tere naam ki mehendi sajai maine hatho mei Tujhko chupaya maine apni sanso mei Ch Can there be anything more lovely Then the beauty of a tree? Her leaves shimmerin If ice cream could be grown on the treetop, Tiny tummies would be liking it lots. Tomorrow Is Vision But Today Is Life Look well to this day, For it and it alone is life. In its brief course L True inner joy is self – created.
O, my friend,
What fitting word can I say?
You, my chum,
My companion of infinite talks,
this lazy hand
supposed to be writing
a poem of love
that is never ending
a bright
It does not depend on outer circumstances.
A ri
