The stuff I served my teacher
was pretty, fairly gross!
Like rotten eggs and lumpy milk
and burned up purple toast.
She gave me too much homework
so I hope she gets sick
when she eats some roasted apples
with spinach flavored dip.
Porridge with bananas
and it might even have moss
And also rumor has it
that it has Tabasco sauce.
So when she eats all of this junk
I hope that she’ll get better.
We’ll have no homework for six months
Because I will never let her!
A Dream within a Dream
Take this kiss upon thy brow!And, in parting from you now,Thus much let me avow—You are not wrong, to deemThat my days have been a dream;Yet if hope has flown awayIn a night, or in a day,In a
WO HAR NAJARIYA
वो हर नजरिया , हमने बदल दिया
NASEEB BADAL DE
वक्त से लड़कर जो नसीब बदल दे,
I Still Love You
Of all the things I've ever said,
Love Love
When I look back at timesI find you winking at memaking something stir insideYour lovely smiles makesmy life worthwhileYour tender warm hugs aresoothing as my coffee mugsWhen my slender body is
Did Not
Twas a new feeling - something moreThan we had dared to own before,Which then we hid not;We saw it in each other's eye,And wished, in every half-breathed sigh,To speak, but did not.She felt my lips'
Losing The Best Part Of Me
I'm no longer whole
ZAMANE SE LAD KAR
Teri Palko Ki Chaow Me Hi Guzre Meri Raate...
MOHABBAT EK EHSAS
कोई दीवाना कहता है, कोई पागल समझता है !
Poem For A Friend
If I could write a poem,
