At the Mid Hour of Night
At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in thine eye; And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air, To revisit past
If I would Never Met You
Back To Strangers
We started as strangers.
Where The Street Ends
There's a place on each road...
kuch dost purane yaad ate hai
मैं यादों की किताब खोलू तो कुछ हंसते गाते चेहरे नजर आते है,
A Rooted Friend
Friends come and go
I Am Trying
I know there's something great in me,
A Minute
Every one young or oldNeeds someone to listenAs their stories are toldThe difference is yours to makeA minute from your busy dayIs all it would takeTake a minute and lend an earListen intentlyTo what
True Friend
A friend is like a star that twinkles and glows
I Always Love You..
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
