TIMES OF GRIEF

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

A day it came, a day it went
Pain and cry, all left in grief
Scar it made, it hides behind
Still shows the stain with dreary face

Friends they were both kith and kin
All lost at stretch with eyes all filled
Painted red were streets and straits
All tells the tale of grisly deeds.

Distress, anger and fear around
Shaken we were at all one go
Hand in hand let's stand behind
With martyrs them, they gave it all.

Shoulder we gave for heads to cry
For sure we knew that all were one
Arms wide stretched and open hearts
Stood all true in words and deeds.

Time has come for us to rise
Time to prove that we won't fail
With pride atop let's hold arms tight
It's time to shine and see all fine.

-John

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still hold the most space in our hearts.

And then I realized

that to be

more alive

I had to

be less

<

BALIDAAN TUMHEN KARNA HOGA

वह खून कहो किस मतलब का

जिसमें उबाल

Bhut log juda hote hai ... to kya jeena chor de >_

Bhut log juda hote h,

ek tum bhi shi...

Ab itni si baat pe,

kya jeena cho

KYA KAHTE HAI LOG

KYA KAHTE HAI LOG KUCH SMJH 

NAHI AATA.... ULJHI HU KHUD 

KI HI PAHELIY

When I Am With Her

When I am without her,

the sun doesn't shine as brightly.

When I am without her,<

Books Is A Best Friend

My best friend is a book

that doesn't give me a weird look.

It is like a golden d

bat hai yeh kon jo hoti nahi

जो कभी अपने समय को यों बिताते है नहीं

meri ghazal suna kar dekhna

Kabhi tum muje kareeb se aa k dekhna

Aise nahi jara aur paas aa k dekhna,

 <

kanha ki diwani

हर शाम किसी के लिए सुहानी नही होती

Listen To Mum

I remember when I was small and cool,

I was always playing truant from school.

My