When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.
-Robert Frost (1874-1963)
My Sweestest Love
No one truly knows or understands;
Discovery
Man and matchstickCast nearly in the same mouldBoth unawareOf their flair TillRub against realityMakes a manMove mountainsAnd a matchstickShootoutRockets of flamesBurning high skies.
WO HUM SE RUTH GAY
Mere sapne kyon tut gaye,
The Cake Of Friendship
Preheat the oven of love
zindagi kabhi hasati hai
Zindagi kabhi hasati hai, kabhi rulati hai,
Storm Is Life
When it’s to rain, clouds gather up in the sky.So dark, mild, puffy and scary.No place is laid out for better safety.Here, is where all shall stay to witness thunder and its blossoming
Lonely Nights
Set forth towards the light
ruthe huye yaar ko manau
Socha tha k apne ruthe huye yar ko manau
To My Beautiful Fiance
Love is beautiful and great.
sacha veer bana de
sacha veer bana de maa- sacha veer bana de maa
