Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree—
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom most constantly?
The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will call the wild-briar fair?
Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
And deck thee with the holly's sheen,
That, when December blights thy brow,
He may still leave thy garland green.
-Emily Brontë
KOSHISH KARENGE HAM
KOSHISH KARENGE HAM KI TUMKO TANHA
Life Doesn't Frighten Me
Shadows on the wall
The Life Of A Cupcake
They put me in the oven to bake.
I am Sorry
I'm sorry for everything you've been throughIt must've been very hard on youI'm sorry for all that's been said and doneI was the moon, you were the sunI'm sorry for not making everything rightBut the
This Is Your Time
This is your time
DOSTI WO HAI
Dosti Wo Nahi Hoti Jo Jaan Deti Hai,Dosti Wo Nahi Hoti Jo Muskaan Deti Hai,Asli Dosti To Wo Hoti Hai..Jo Pani Me Gira Aansu Bhi Pehchan Leti Hai.
Simpler Times
Take me back to those simpler times
A Friend Smile..
When someone's having a bad day,
BEWAJAH HUM MOHABBAT KARTE THE
Aankhein jo khuli thi to unhe apne kareeb paya naa tha
A Thought True To You
Roses are red,