On the idle hill of summer,
Sleepy with the flow of streams,
Far I hear the steady drummer
Drumming like a noise in dreams.
Far and near and low and louder
On the roads of earth go by,
Dear to friends and food for powder,
Soldiers marching, all to die.
East and west on fields forgotten
Bleach the bones of comrades slain,
Lovely lads and dead and rotten;
None that go return again.
Far the calling bugles hollo,
High the screaming fife replies,
Gay the files of scarlet follow:
Woman bore me, I will rise.
-A. E. Housman (1859–1936)
Bhartiye Tiranga
हरी भरी धरती हो
AFSAANE KA DUKH OR SUKH
सुख-दुख के अफसाने का,
Me without you...
Me without you is like a nerd without braces, A shoe without laces, aSentenceWithoutSpaces. ^_^
MOOT SE PEHLE HI SAHI
समंदर सा गहरा है मेरा प्यार ओ दिलदार
I Realized
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
BEWAJAH HUM MOHABBAT KARTE THE
Aankhein jo khuli thi to unhe apne kareeb paya naa tha
Pardes Nahi Jayenge
Wo bole ek din hum se,
A Broken Heart
How do I mend a broken heart?
SHABNAM ROSHANI
श्वेत, सर्द आनन्दमय चाँद की मोहब्बत भरी रात
boyfriens ki marzi kaa intzaar
उनकी मर्ज़ी हो तो वो हम से बात करते है
