Ah Dearest, canst thou tell me why
The Rose should be so pale?
And why the azure Violet
Should wither in the vale?
And why the Lark should, in the cloud,
So sorrowfully sing?
And why from loveliest balsam-buds
A scent of death should spring?
And why the Sun upon the mead
So chillingly should frown?
And why the Earth should, like a grave,
Be mouldering and brown?
And why is it that I, myself,
So languishing should be?
And why is it, my Heart-of-Hearts,
That thou forsakest me?
-Heinrich Heine
JIWAN KA WO MARG
मैं जब तेरे बारे में सोचती हूँ ,
taqdeer hi bewafa hai
Ishq karna toh lagta hai jaise
hum unko paa na sake
Aansuon Ke Saagar Me Dil Ko Doobote hue,
Perfect Mask
Pyara Hindustan Hain
Very Special Friends
We didn't grow up together.
The Hardest Thing I'll Ever Do
The hardest thing I'll ever do is let go of youAnd look forward instead of back to my past I wonder how long this broken heart will last I guess everything you ever said was a lieSo I'm going to move
This One's For You
This one's for you...You've always been there for meYou knew when I was hurtingYou helped me with my troubles and painThrough thick and thinYou've helped me surpass sinWhen I was wondering if I was
Goodbye To You
I thought you were so cool.
A Friend
A person who will listen and not condemnSomeone on whom you can dependThey will not flee when bad times are hereInstead they will be there to lend an earThey will think of ways to make you smileSo you
