Accept, dear girl, this little token,
And if between the lines you seek,
You'll find the love I've often spoken—
The love my dying lips shall speak.
Our little ones are making merry
O'er am'rous ditties rhymed in jest,
But in these words (though awkward—very)
The genuine article's expressed.
You are as fair and sweet and tender,
Dear brown-eyed little sweetheart mine,
As when, a callow youth and slender,
I asked to be your Valentine.
What though these years of ours be fleeting?
What though the years of youth be flown?
I'll mock old Tempus with repeating,
"I love my love and her alone!"
And when I fall before his reaping,
And when my stuttering speech is dumb,
Think not my love is dead or sleeping,
But that it waits for you to come.
So take, dear love, this little token,
And if there speaks in any line
The sentiment I'd fain have spoken,
Say, will you kiss your Valentine?
-Eugene Field
Aawaaz lagaa kar to dekhnaa
Aawaaz Lagaa Kar Dekhnaa Hum Tere Liye Thahar Jaayenge....
Udaan
Kalpana ki ek udaanunn shabdon mein liptijaisey ghol gayimishri si mithastann-mann mein..'mein' jaisey simat gayiuss makhmali ehsaas mein...thii kalpana ki wahi udaan kar gayi joh sabh sundarmere
Truth Untold
My pain and misery fall from the sky
AZADI KA ARTH
म नन्हें-मुन्ने हैं बच्चे,
The Perfect Friend
A friend is someone we turn to
True Friend
A friend is like a star that twinkles and glows
ishq hi khuda hai
जो मिला मुसाफ़िर वो रास्ते बदल डालेदो क़दम पे थी मंज़िल फ़ासले बदल डाले
As Is Life
It's strange the things you remember
The Gift of Boredom
Main Tujhse Juda Hokar
Main Tujhse Juda Hokar Kehta Bhi Kya.....???
