You will come one day in a waver of love,
Tender as dew, impetuous as rain,
The tan of the sun will be on your skin,
The purr of the breeze in your murmuring speech,
You will pose with a hill-flower grace.You will come, with your slim, expressive arms,
A poise of the head no sculptor has caught
And nuances spoken with shoulder and neck,
Your face in pass-and-repass of moods
As many as skies in delicate change
Of cloud and blue and flimmering sun.Yet,
You may not come, O girl of a dream,
We may but pass as the world goes by
And take from a look of eyes into eyes,
A film of hope and a memoried day.
-Carl Sandburg
nadiyon se dhanwan
वेदों के मंत्रों से गुंजित स्वर जिसका निर्भ्रांत है।
Getting Over You
I'm sitting here trying to get over you.
EK ITIHAAS BAN JATE HAI
मोम की मानिंद, कैसे पिघल-पिघल जाते हैं,
NIND TO ABHI BHI NAHI AATI
नींद तो अब भी नहीं आती,
ISHQ BEWAJAH
HA US VAKTT ME TERA THA
Brighter Skies
If you awake to one more dreary day,
MERE DESH KI AANKHEN
झुकी कमर सीधी की
Its your Choice
Apna kisi or ko bana na sake
Pata na chala wp kab kisi or ka naseeb hone lage
mujhe kya fikar
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